Stranger, may I interest you with a tale?
Not exactly one with a happy ending, but
a magnificent dragon
These little trinkets are the only things left of the poor creature. Each a fragment of the eternity that the dragon dreamed of.
What a shame, don’t you think so, stranger? It’s quite simple, really. I think the dragon was just afraid.
This particular tale… it reminds me of—
No. Never mind. I’m sure you’ll figure it out, stranger. You're smart enough, I presume.
(This is X , the other shopkeeper!)