She held onto the quartz pebble tightly, determined not to lose it (and still oblivious of the fact she'd lost the lawsonite) The cape was proving to make things a little difficult- it dragged on the ground, and Abra found herself continuously tripping over it. Well, fashion has a price!

Aha! She found another piece of crystal- this one quite a bit bigger, a couple inches long. She scooped it up, taking a moment to admire it before continuing on her search.

Ever greedy in her search for pretty, shiny, star-like things, Abra continued. Maybe she could find even more, and decorate her (frankly rarely-used) den with it! Or attach them to her new cloak somehow! Ooo, that'd be pretty!

Alas, they found no more crystals around this area- apparently they had already found all the crystals that weren't literally growing into the floor. Well, looks like it's time to check somewhere else!

She'd moved onto another section of Orion- a section hopefully chock full of crystals. Admittedly she was getting a little bored- and tired! But she was determined to find at least one more piece of crystal.

Yes! Another! This one roughly the same size as the one she'd just found. She picked it up- her hands now getting kind of full. She wasn't done quite yet, though!

The crystals grew in clusters, and Abra didn't want to leave anything behind she'd missed- so she double checked to see if she'd missed anything in her search.

This was another small, pebble-sized one. Still, she was sure she'd find a use for it, so she picked it up and continued on her way.

As pretty as Orion was, Abra was getting tired- she wanted to go back home to Polaris. Tunnel I was quite a bit a ways away from where she currently was- better get moving!

As she made her way back home, though, she didn't stop searching. Maybe she'd find one final quartz crystal- the prettiest of them all! Alas, she did not, though they were still rather happy with what they HAD managed to find!

(Exit thread!)

By the time he'd gotten back to the old nook he'd used as storage, Abra had been long gone. All that remained was the salmon-pink silk, and the abandoned lawsonite.

He considered leaving both behind- but something was better than nothing. Maybe the silk could magically be imbued with warmth- it'd be the perfect size for one of his siblings to wear.

And maybe, just maybe, the lawsonite could be a future child of mother.

Look i sit and witness
Turning of the leaves

(exit thread)