The Crystal Vial Chronicles
Somewhere
in Paris.
Somewhere in Paris stands a hidden Maison. Its perfumes are potions, kept in faceted amber crystal vials with pointed gold bases, each sold inside a thick leather-bound book-box — one book, one door, one chapter of the Crystal Vial Chronicles.
The house law
The house law
Whatever the potion touches turns to amber, crystal and gold.
And the Maison is not staffed by people. It is kept by the little creatures: real, humble animals of garden, field and desert — a caterpillar, a scarab, a gecko, an ant — who make the potions, bring them their ingredients, and stand guard over them.
In return, the magic lives in their bodies: each is caught mid-transformation into its chapter’s precious material, half honest flesh, half jewel.
The Crystal Vial
The object
The illustrated book.
The crystal vial.
The book-boxes are thick hardcovers with champagne-gold page edges.
The Crystal Vial: a faceted amber crystal bottle, gold collar, pointed gold base. It is seated upright in its slender gold cradle stand, or it lies flat.
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Worlds within.
The Potion community
Worn. Loved.
Remembered.
