Earthstone, Skystone

the Sky, the whorly colour of an unknown stone... ...sliced free or from its sibling side. The stone unknown, itself plucked free or from it’s sibling soil, its Earth. The stone was not a stone until it was lifted (as in stolen) from its place. Or perhaps the unknown stone was not a stone until - and this was just before it was lifted (as in stolen) from its place - it was seen as a part or a whole and then lifted free or from the Earth and thereby the Earth was given an unearned unearthed hole. So, anyway, the Sky. It was a whirled color of this world. A part of this world which was never meant to be apart or a part of this world. “Maybe labradorite,” said Sarah.