Tearing a page
from the shopkeeper's menu.
Taking your time
to select your fate.

Below, all are bustling
in a game of darts
that makes it hard to discern
what one came for at all.

Pyromania abounds
and the sorceror's rage
is not fulfilled by muted screams
echoing through the streets.

What purpose did you select?
It is almost time to cash in.

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