Unexpected shape
Linda’s hand brushed away debris, revealing more of the object’s surface. It wasn’t like any stone in her garden—too smooth, almost sculpted, not natural. With shaking hands, she lifted it, surprised by its lightness for its size. The oddity of it unsettled her further, her fingers trembling as she held it. This wasn’t just a rock; it felt intentional, out of place, and deeply wrong in her peaceful yard.
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