“Thorpe’s Books and Oddities, huh?” Ethan stepped up to the glass door with gold lettering. From the outside, it looked like an old bookstore, smelled like one, and gave no indication it was anything but.
Except for that small symbol on the corner of the window. Cal probably didn’t know what it was, seeing as his life revolves mainly around werewolves and their way of life.
A vague depiction of the sun with the moon resting in one part of the inside of the sun itself. A tell-tale sign for those that live in the knowledge of the two sides of the world. Those under either of the gods. Ethan had seen it a few times in his life, mainly in the human world, but wasn’t particularly fond of those who carried it. He thought of them as overzealous cultic whack jobs who lived their lives in fea
