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Once he got the rock out of the side of the wall he saw it glitter through the light of the torch, it was rather pretty, he looked down at Amaranth who was watching intently at what he had, he hid the rock in his hand and put away his knife then move the rock between his hands, while letting her see the whole time.
Ok pick a hand!
He said, his father had always done this trick when he was alive. He smiled down at the young pup waiting excitedly, he knew she would like it, it was definitely shiny enough.
I think that the rocks themselves became the pirates in this case.
He said, remembering a lecture his sister had told him about inside of caves and how rocks formed into pretty gems and such. He figured this was one such possibility. He waited for his young friend to pick a hand anxious and excited at the same time.
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