Chapter 33: Caspian Craze

"Good heavens..." Eugene, the antique shop owner, had seen a lot.  Azure Sky had been handed down from his ancestors, and he'd grown up hearing legends. Just now, the instant his fingers brushed that sheet of talisman paper, a remarkable clarity swept through him.  The fog in his head thinned, his thoughts sharpened, and his eyes seemed to bring the room into sharper focus.  He set the paper down, and the sensation slipped away.  He lifted it again, and the strange tide washed through him...