Kristen opened her hand.
What is that, asked both Julia and Gaia at the same time.
It is a glass die with twenty faces, it was my father’s. I believe he found it in the lands across the sea.
Julia looked at Kristen with her eyes wide open, as not to lose anything.
Was he an explorer?
He was, he spent his life crossing the seas and bringing back stories and objects from far away. I waited for him with my mother and my sister for months and when he returned he smelled funny. He had a long beard and blue and grey eyes. His voice was deep and when he laughed the walls laughed with him.
Kristen laid the greenish die in Gaia’s open hands.