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Rh quartz. It ain't waterworn. Raw from the matrix. No use wastin' time here if thet's whar it come from." They all looked to where the butte stood up dark against the northern sky, the bulk of its mass chocolate, its western end aflame in the levelling rays of the setting sun. It looked like an ancient fortress. Giant cactus stood sultry all about it.