steepholm (steepholm) wrote,
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Steepholm's Dream Diary: 10

I am taking part in an archaeological dig. We are investigating some old shafts, which appear to be full of interesting and disparate finds. As I watch, someone comes up from one shaft bearing a piece of rock on which a fine cluster of black pearls has formed, like a bunch of grapes. They'll polish up lovely, everyone agrees. A few seconds later, a small piece of gold wire is recognized by one of our experts as part of the equator on a highly decorated, seventeeth-century globe.

I have the impression that early on in the dig I was able to make some useful suggestions, but am now a bit of a spare wheel. This depresses me somewhat, despite the fascination of the finds.
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