The streets are still empty this early in the morning. There's the bustle of vendors setting up, but most buyers are at the produce stands right now. The other shops can wait.

Polychrome steps through the door of a strange little store, adding one (1) sky fairy to the morning atmosphere. She's carrying a small, plain paper bag in one hand. It contains depressively drab paints and dyes. She tries to bear up under the fact that she'll be working with boring earth-toned colors today.

There's a little bounce to her step, but she manages not to dance down the street. She's just a happy, normal girl.