It should have been impossible for a two story shop to be so imposing. Yet, that was exactly what it felt like.
Its outer surface was formed of what looked like shards of glass. A deep, black light shimmered throughout it all, giving it an almost sinister outlook that had a sort of demonic beauty to it.
Up above, its emblem slowly turned, radiating out with black silver lights. The graveyard of spears contrasted by the flying, bow wielding, little mink should have been jarring. But, somehow, it felt just right.
The shop had no windows. It didn't even seem to have a single door either. It made one wonder if this was just here for looks or if others would actually be able to use it.
At that moment, lights coalesced near the second floor, soon forming a line of curved words.
BLACKSTAR.
