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Crow runs thin, dark fingers around the mesmerizing stone, gratified by the texture beneath the tips. His eyes flash unearthly with the pleasure of collecting something so valuable; it's his possession, and no one can take it away from him! Not even his brother.

He shoots a glare over his shoulder at his brother, lying asleep so close to him beneath a blanket, lying on a soft bed. He doesn't envy that favouritism; he prefers a much harder surface to bed on and to curl around himself for the comfort he needs. But it's the smokey quartz clutched even in sleep so close to his brother's heart, one that he had long felt envious for the first time about.

But not anymore. With a flash of a cruel, selfish smile, he returns to the poppy jasper in his bony fingers. He brings it to his face and rubs it affectionately across his cheek. Mine.