The Market Quarter

Central, along High Street

The bonfire platform at the square's center is still standing. The unlit pyre left over from Harvesttide is weathering. Someone keeps leaving flowers on it before dawn.

The Market Quarter runs along Thornwall's main street from the market square to the south gate. Of the twenty-three permanent shops and stalls that once operated here, eleven stand completely shuttered — windows boarded or broken, awnings rotted to rags. Five more are occupied but selling reduced inventories at inflated prices. What remains functional: the apothecary, the cobbler, a bakery that operates two or three days a week when flour is available, a chandler, and a single dry-goods counter selling rope, nails, and imported cloth at prices that would have been outrageous a decade ago. The market square operates every Tenthday. In its prime it drew vendors from across the duchy and beyond. Now it draws perhaps a dozen stalls: one farmer selling root vegetables, one trader from Pensaris with bolted cloth, one woman who makes candles, and a scattering of individuals selling household goods they can no longer afford to keep.

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