Prologue:

Oh how I would stare through the windows of the shops of Rue Mouffetard. It had many things which contained one of the world's most famous markets and shops; a famous bakey which sold the country's best pastries and breads, a clothing store, so massive and popular, all the Nobles would have to wait weeks and months just to recieve their custom outfits made, and a Wine cellar so crowded sometimes a line would be formed outside, but there was one shop which stood out to me the most. This shop wasn't famous or popular, nor was it rich looking. But this store always interested me with those crafty and complicated mechanics by the window. The shop was small and shabby, unlike the other shops, which were highly invested in with floors of more clothing areas and cafes. This shop was what made me aspire to have a future.