To make diamonds, you need high temperature and intense
pressure, and this otherwise stark and barren part of Africa
had both of those in spades, deep underground.
This naturally brought people, and this, eventually, brought
Coraline. She was there to council the community, spread the Lord’s word, maybe
build a couple things, stuff like that.
She never intended to get stuck between the questionably
legal mercenaries of the mine’s owners and the even more questionably legal militia
the local crimeboss, sorry, Mayor got together.
Before that battle she’d never even held a gun.
But under intense pressure, diamonds can form…
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