Why was it me?
Introduction
We are the off color gems. We didn't ask for this. We are all different. The rutile twins are joined at the hip. Rhodonite is a fusion. So is fluorite. And padparadscha can only foresee things that already happened. And I... I'm not a gem at all. My name is Lars, and I have a pocket dimension inside my hair, but that's not important.
A/N
This story is written solely by my friend Julia, im just posting this for her. Happy belated Birthday Juila.
