A small smile, more sad than triumphant appeared on her lips as her fingers closed around the cool cold orb in the crevice. There you are. She thought carefully bringing the golf ball sized crystal out of it's hiding place. It gleamed slightly in the reflective light that made it to the ocean floor. Finally I can take you to your home too. She pushed away from the crevice but instead of moving up to the surface moved towards the deeper waters. Some gems weren't meant for human contact. Ever.
-Inspiration from putting my hand in my fish tank at home.
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