Rainbow Snippets: Of Cuckoo Clocks and Crystal Coffins

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For mine, Quartz will continue where he left off last week in Of Cuckoo Clocks and Crystal Coffins, grumping at his brother Opal…it’s a little longer than six sentences because Quartz insisted upon saying his piece as always…(sighs)

 

Opal grumbled even more than I did, plus he had terrible timing. “So I’m telling you for the hundredth time, don’t interrupt me. It’s downright dangerous, not to mention rude.”

“Right.” Opal strokes his mustaches, unimpressed. “Mooning over crystals is more important than mining, so don’t remind you to get back to your job.” Opal wrinkled his nose at his own words. As far as he was concerned, he wasn’t interrupting. I was slacking off. Stone was stone. If it had something to say, it wasn’t talking. At least not to Opal.

Pebble brain. There were other ways of speaking besides words, something I kept trying to tell him, but why waste my breath? He wasn’t listening.