Moonstone Quarry A clothing for the soul divine

“A quarry is — “ silence. “ — uhh,” Agana kept thinking of how to explain it for little Fern to understand. But she herself was not entirely aware of what a quarry meant. So she just glanced around, and tried to explain based on their surroundings. “Its a giant whole in the ground, a pit you can call it. Here, it’s bottom is filled with ponds of deep water that rose from the underground.” The woman padded closely to one of them, viewing her reflecion from below.

“I wouldn’t have guessed,” the female was well aware of this, by the way Fern greeted her Agana sensed the girl was a cheerful figure. “Exactly! Have you found one?” Eyes lit with excitement, but she hid it quickly. The beige female needed to keep her composture, to seem like a wise and cultivated woman of her age (even if she did not seem old at all).