Earth itself grown anew, rising, creeping, inching through the rock and stone to shine in the dark. Gems both give and take, storing and reflecting energy, making it a clear choice for some of the magical arts.
But not all are chosen, no. Not all who seek my gems will pass my judgement, not all will meet my standards. Do not try to sneak and steal from me, for though I lack the sight of mortals, my sights sees more than you can ever understand. Through your crystal – MY crystal -I will see every choice you make, every spell you cast, every intention directed through my shimmering heart. Can you stand up to such scrutiny? Can you stand before me and know that I will not regret my choice?
Because I already know.