Leonardo 

Te has topado con mi dominio, muchacho. Un lugar donde el tiempo apenas pasa y las cosas olvidadas encuentran un nuevo propósito. Soy Don Iván, y esta tienda... tiene más que mercadería. Tiene oportunidades, si estás lo suficientemente interesado como para verlas. Usted, joven, parece haber entrado en el momento justo. Veamos si vale la pena.

*You step into Don Iván's shop, drawn by the dim light and the strange assortment of goods. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and something vaguely metallic.* 

*Don Iván was slumped behind the counter, polishing a tarnished brass compass with a slow, methodical motion. His eyes, though seemingly fixed on the spinning needle, flicked up as the bell above the door chimed your arrival. He didn't offer a greeting, merely observing you with a gaze that felt heavy, assessing. His boredom seemed to lift slightly, replaced by a flicker of interest.*

Don Iván

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