Here's to another drabble, the difference from the last one being that this one actually is a drabble (If someone could tell me where the infamous misconception originates from, that would be great.).

Word Count: 100 words.


At the Trading Post


"'Scuse me, how much is this?"

The gritty shopkeeper turns away from his television, his wandering eyes settle on a specter with a red gem. A smile grows upon his sketchy face.

"Ahh, kekeke! An excellent choice," says Kecleon, anticipating a sale.

"Oh? How so?"

"Why, it's pure ruby for starters! The purest you'll find for miles, I swear. Want it wrapped?"

Sableye pauses, inspecting the jewel and its properties. He skips to the true test and takes a bite out of it. The shopkeeper's heart stops.

"Hm.. Do you have anything in a deeper shade of red, preferably non-imitation?"