Waverly gestures out the window, inviting them to look out over the plains that lead to the jagged lines of the Rocky Mountains. "It's a biogenic gemstone. Meaning it's created from a life form," she explains, when Dean looks blank. "Like amber or pearls. Only this is made from ammonite shells."
She glances from one to the other of them, beaming. "You know, fossilized cephalopods. Well, mostly Placenticeras meeki. But this is one of the only places in the world where you find deposits of it this large."
Waverly grins, delighted. "Pretty cool, huh? Anyway, some Indigenous legends say it has supernatural properties."
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Waverly gestures out the window, inviting them to look out over the plains that lead to the jagged lines of the Rocky Mountains. "It's a biogenic gemstone. Meaning it's created from a life form," she explains, when Dean looks blank. "Like amber or pearls. Only this is made from ammonite shells."
She glances from one to the other of them, beaming. "You know, fossilized cephalopods. Well, mostly Placenticeras meeki. But this is one of the only places in the world where you find deposits of it this large."
Waverly grins, delighted. "Pretty cool, huh? Anyway, some Indigenous legends say it has supernatural properties."