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Fist-sized lump of grey stone with fresh hammer-marks along the edges, cold in the hand, dense in a way that makes the first carry shorter than you planned. Smells faintly of the dust the break produced.
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Broken from the tumble-slopes below the quarries by scavenger crews paid by the load, and sold to the village smiths and masons who cannot justify a full quarry delivery for their weekly work. A single good stone does the job of half a wall-brick, which is the quiet arithmetic on which every backyard outbuilding has ever been assembled.