three wayside stories

You can have a shopping cart, but you must pay to rent them.
The rent is cheap though: a few crumbs of bread or bits of cracker will buy you several hours.
Don't forget to pay the ones who live below, too:

Two: The Stream Thorns
In winter, this stream grows giant thorns. They make good swords, I'm told: the blood of those they strike congeals into rubies and garnets.

Three: The Glazier and the Vandal
The glazier and the vandal play a game here. No one else knows the rules, except that when the glazier scores, a window pane appears, and when the vandal scores, a window pane disappears.

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For some reason, this is making me think of John Crowley.
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I'm going to try to read Engine Summer, Beasts, and The Deep this year.