Journey of a jewel

Years ago, an amethyst ring of mine got stolen.

The stone was crazed, which meant the light shone through it in unexpected ways.

Sometimes I wonder about that ring – did it end up with some kind of Princess of Persia? Has it been to the Taj Mahal? Or a moon ceremony at Stonehenge?

And then I wonder if I have anything in my possession that someone else occasionally wonders about...

Perhaps a good reason to book a trip to the Taj Mahal, then.

Pearl

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