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Diggin' In The Dirt
Andean Peru - 1978
The excavation was done. Now it was up to a more delicate touch to extract whatever treasures the earth held.
There had been two opportunities to go abroad on Council-related matters, one to South America and another to the countryside of France. Julianna's Spanish was better than her French, so she'd chosen Peru. And she'd really just been grateful to get out of England for a few months. Burying herself in work was a way to forget and to escape. That it was also rewarding made it even more worthwhile.
The day was mild, the slightest crisp breeze wafting over the campground. Julianna was watching the diggers congregating near the lip of the largest excavated pit. She didn't know what they'd find down there. Weapons, religious artifacts, scrolls. Even something as simple as a history of recorded births could be very enlightening. She knew others didn't find primitive cultures as fascinating as she did, but she had a particular field of interest.
The Watcher stepped out from beneath the sunshade when the chatter of the workmen picked up in volume. Had something already been found?
The excavation was done. Now it was up to a more delicate touch to extract whatever treasures the earth held.
There had been two opportunities to go abroad on Council-related matters, one to South America and another to the countryside of France. Julianna's Spanish was better than her French, so she'd chosen Peru. And she'd really just been grateful to get out of England for a few months. Burying herself in work was a way to forget and to escape. That it was also rewarding made it even more worthwhile.
The day was mild, the slightest crisp breeze wafting over the campground. Julianna was watching the diggers congregating near the lip of the largest excavated pit. She didn't know what they'd find down there. Weapons, religious artifacts, scrolls. Even something as simple as a history of recorded births could be very enlightening. She knew others didn't find primitive cultures as fascinating as she did, but she had a particular field of interest.
The Watcher stepped out from beneath the sunshade when the chatter of the workmen picked up in volume. Had something already been found?
Re: Diggin' In The Dirt
Julianna peered briefly over Gerald's shoulder at his workspace, then at the sun's new position in the sky. She could read by lamplight, which meant she could translate more of the records after night had fallen. But his work was limited to the daylight hours, and the orange-ish ball of the sun was edging ever closer to the horizon. That meant she should let him get back to his duties.
"I'll leave you to it, then," she told the other Watcher. "I might not sleep tonight because of the excitement of this discovery, so don't be surprised if I get a fair portion of deciphering done overnight."
Re: Diggin' In The Dirt
And it was a good distraction for her.
"I will see you at supper," he replied, turning back to his workbench, and placing his prized piece gently on the surface.
Re: Diggin' In The Dirt
She would eat, then speak with Gerald once he was topside. If there was something else to be found, he'd discover it. This was turning out to be a worthy trip.