#Granite In Norman Ok

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here, there be dragons

oh my god I’m THREE WEEKS LATE to writing this, but I had to move last minute and then work and school hit me like a truck and then ASDFRFEHJSJ

for context: this is an AU where they met first when they were kids, not in Granite Cave (because I love friends-since-childhood stories ok) I also liked the idea of them both being mythology nerds and bonding over myths like that, but maybe I’m projecting a little.

see the end for more notes!

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It was a quiet Saturday morning in the Rustboro Library. Shafts of light fell from the high windows, their rays eclipsed by the towers of bookcases lined up neatly in rows. Nestled every few rows was a cluster of armchairs and a long wooden table. At one of these tables, half a dozen books were stacked high, where a small silver headed boy sat reading.

The book he read was one that he could barely lift, but after much insistence, his father had relented and helped him carry the books to the table. He had four hours, his father had said, and then they would have to come back tomorrow.

The boy had simply nodded and immediately dove for the books. His father knew that he would be lost to the world for hours.

Joseph Stone simply shook his head with an exasperated smile at his son, whose nose was already buried in a text about the myths and legends of Hoenn.

Before he could add anything else, his wife gently pulled at his arm and reminded him that their son would be fine and that they were only a phone call away.

With a reluctant sigh, he walked away from the boy with the book and out the door, keeping a firm grip on the PokeNav in his pocket in reassurance.

The boy didn’t hear any of this, now lost in a world nearly forgotten, of ancient beasts and mythical dragons.

-

May always loved visiting Rustboro. She loved the sound of the sea crashing against the high cliffs, the calls of the taillows flying through the trees that hugged the city on all sides. On some streets, there were smooth brick paths and modern stone buildings, while others had cobblestone roads and places that looked like castles, just like in the stories her mom would tell her at night.

One such building sat on the edge of town, high on a hill overlooking the sea below. This was the Rustboro Library and it was May’s favorite place in the city. It looked and felt like an old castle with its soaring high ceilings and giant glass windows, heavy wooden doors and ancient metal knockers.

Because today was their last day in the city, May had convinced her parents to let her go to the library by herself. Her father had argued against it, but she had insisted that she was old enough to look after herself and that they were only an hour away in Verdanturf anyway.

“That trainer Red went on a journey on his own at 10!” she argued. “Why can’t I go to the library by myself at 10?”

“You don’t have a Pokémon, May,” her father said sternly. “That is why. And that is why you are not walking around this city by yourself.”

“Norman,” her mother had said softly. “She has a point.” Before he could argue further, she added, “We’ll only be gone a few hours. And we can have the library aids keep an eye on her. Maybe it would be good for her.”

“I-“ her father had tried to continue. Then he sighed. “Alright. Fine. Since it’s the last day and all, you can go by yourself. But call if you need anything or if you need us to come back early. Understand?”

May had smiled widely, satisfied that she had gotten her way. “Of course, dad!”

-

Steven Stone was starting on his second book when he realized that someone else was now sitting across from him with a book of their own.

“Hey! This is the one I’ve been looking for!” the girl said from across the table. She put her hand on his second book and looked like she was about to pull it toward her.

Steven frowned. “I’m sorry, but this one is mine.”

“It can’t be yours,” the girl said. “We’re at a library. We’re just borrowing these.”

Steven tried not to roll his eyes at her obvious statement. “Well, still. I got this one first, so you’ll have to find a different one.”

She pouted at him but let go. He tried to ignore her look and opened the book but felt her eyes on him still.

“There aren’t any more of those books on the shelf, though,” she said. “Can I please have that one? I’ll give it back to you as soon as I’m done, I swear!”

Steven, who was an only child and who found more solace in books and stories than in people, felt his irritation rise at her persistence.

He did feel bad a little bad, though, that he had the only copy of this book in the library.

“I have some other books here that are similar to this one, if you want to read them while I read this one?” he said from behind his book, pointing with his free hand to the four still stacked and the one he had just finished.

“Do they have dragons?”

He stopped for a moment, processing the question. Then, he put his book down.

“Well, yes. Lots of them. That one’s about Rayquaza, the sky dragon!” He pointed to the one he had just finished. “He’s my favorite!”

“The big green one?” Her eyes were wide with wonder.

“Yes, of course the big green one! He’s the only green dragon in the world! Which is why he’s the best.”

“Wait, no, that’s not the only green dragon.” The girl frowned, resting her chin on her palm as she seemed to think through something.

“What do you mean?” Now he was interested. He had never heard of another green dragon before and he thought he had read all of the dragon books out there.

The girl grabbed the book she had brought with her and flipped through several pages of it. After a moment, she landed on one about the legends of Kalos. “There’s also a green dragon named Zygarde! Look!”

Steven could only stare down at the page. A sketch of a green, snake-looking creature sat in the top right corner. Its scales were a mix of black and pale green and, according to this book, it had different forms, too.

“That is so cool!” Steven breathed.

The girl sat next to him on the library bench to give him a better view of the page she was on and the sun glinted off something in her hair that caught his attention.

Red, bejeweled ribbons tied back short brown pigtails. That was the fanciest thing about her, though, because everything else she wore was more suited for someone who was about to go hiking than someone reading in a library. He did notice that she had really pretty blue eyes, though. They reminded him of the bright sapphires his father collected.

The girl stuck out a hand with a grin. “My name’s May. What’s yours?”

She seemed to be the sort of person who smiled with all of her being. Steven was almost a bit overwhelmed by her, but he also felt the need to try to be her friend. He liked that she liked dragons. It was rare for him to find someone who seemed to like them as much as he did.

“Steven Stone,” he said quietly, shaking her hand. “Pleasure to meet you.”

She laughed, too loudly for a library, in his opinion. She shook his hand up and down quickly and Steven wondered for a moment if his arm was going to fall off.

“You’re so formal,” she said through giggles.

Steven bristled at this and dropped her hand. He was so used to hearing that he was too formal in everything he did, but that’s just how he and his family were. Why wouldn’t they dress up whenever they went out? Why wouldn’t they speak clearly and concisely? A part of him felt like he should be used to this by now, but it still hurt.

May’s smile dropped as she seemed to realize what her words sounded like.

“Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it in a bad way, really. I think it’s really neat!”

“You do?” Steven asked, skeptical.

“Yeah! Honest!” She smiled that wide smile again. “I wish I could dress as nice as you or speak as good as you do.”

She looked down at the table and fidgeted with one of her hair bows.

“I’m-I’m sorry if I made you mad,” she mumbled. “I really didn’t mean it. Sometimes I just talk without thinking.”

Steven felt his irritation slowly dissolve at her apology and he felt a small smile tug at his mouth.

“It’s okay,” he said. She looked up, relief in her eyes. “If you wanna make it up to me, tell me all about Zygarde and I’ll tell you all about Rayquaza.”

“Deal!”

-

They ended up talking for hours.

By the time their parents came to pick them up, it was nearly dark and the sun was just a smudge on the horizon.

The tall bookshelves cast long, eerie shadows in the library, only held back by the soft incandescent lamps on each table.

Gold light spilled across the pages of the various books they had found that were spread out across the wooden surface. They were each sprawled out in an armchair nearby, laughing at something or other.

Both of them had been searching for a friend to share their love of myths and stories, but few if any had matched the zeal that they each had.

Only after talking to each other did they realize how much they had been holding back in talking to their other friends.

She really liked this Steven Stone. Sure, he did talk a little funny and dress a little bit too fancy, but he knew so much about Hoenn myths and knew about the coolest dragons, which was, honestly, all that really mattered to her right now.

When her PokeNav rang, she felt disappointment sink into her stomach at the thought of not talking to her new friend anymore.

“My dad just said he’s outside.” She said after hanging up. “I have to go.”

Steven’s face fell at her words.

“Will I ever see you again?” he asked.

“I hope so,” she said, not feeling very hopeful at all. Then, she remembered. “Wait! My dad said that we’re going to be coming back next summer for the Contest thing! So, um, let’s meet at this table again. Same day next year! Okay?”

“Okay!” Steven smiled. “I’ll see you next summer, May.”

-

Every summer, they met up at Rustboro Library around the same time each year. While Steven knew her family usually came around for the Summer Contest, which he later learned was because of her mother’s involvement in them, he always started coming to the library a week or so early, just in case she had gotten there earlier than planned.

Each year, they talked and caught up in that little corner of the library, trying to squeeze months of lost time into the span of a week.

As the days went by, their talks fell away from solely myths and legends and onto their own lives.

He shared that he was born in Rustboro and that his father was usually at Meteor Falls in the summer to collect meteorite samples, which is why he was always here and not at home.

He learned she was from Johto, across the globe, and that she much preferred the constant tropical weather of Hoenn to the temperamental climate of Johto.

He told her about the Aron his father had given him for his birthday and how much he liked training him. He talked about how he wanted to start training Pokémon and focus on steel or rock types because he thought they were the most practical and unique.

He found out her father was training to become a gym leader and that her mother was a relatively popular coordinator. She herself was thinking of taking on the gym challenge whenever she could start her journey and didn’t want to do contests because she didn’t think she was sophisticated enough for them.

He told her that he wasn’t sure if he wanted to go on a journey or not or just train the Pokemon he found and stay here at the libraries in the summer and become a researcher. To this, she needled him with talk of adventures and legendary Pokémon until he agreed to go on a journey sometime soon.

Her learned that her favorite color was red and her favorite food was pecha tarts, which she could only ever find in Hoenn and at a certain bakery in Rustboro. Because of this, they ended up going there during their visits more often than not.

Though they only met up for a week or so each summer, he felt he knew more about her than anyone else in his life. And he knew that she knew more about him than any of his friends. It was strange, really, to think that this girl, who was practically a stranger and who he had met by mere chance, knew him better than the people he saw almost every day.

It was at the end of their third summer together when she told him.

“My mom’s leaving contests.”

They were sitting in their armchairs, their books left stacked in neat piles on the table. They had finished reading the latest texts the library had available an hour ago and had been simply catching up when she told him.

He blinked, his mind trying to catch up to what she said. “So . . . you’re not coming back next year?”

She shook her head, her eyes down. Her hair had gotten longer over the years and she had left the pigtails behind last summer, so it now framed her face. A part of him thought it looked pretty like that.

What the heck was that? a part of him wondered. He pushed that thought away, still trying to grasp that this might be the last time they would see each other.

“She said this is her last year performing.” May sighed and messed with the ends of her hair, something he noticed she had started doing now that her hair bows were gone. “I tried to ask them if we could at least come back to Hoenn for a few days next year, but they said that they can’t afford to just take a vacation like that,” she said.

“It’s so weird to think that I won’t see you next year,” he mused. He didn’t like this feeling in his chest, like his shirt was too tight and it was trying to squeeze the air out of him.

“Is this the last time I’ll ever see you?” she asked quietly.

Steven looked up and saw that her eyes were glassy, on the edge of tears. The sight shook him; he had never seen her upset like this before.

He reached over and put his hands on her shoulders, trying for a reassuring smile.

“No, of course this isn’t the last time we’ll ever see each other,” he said. “We’ll figure something out. Maybe we can write letters or something?”

She sniffled and nodded, then pulled him toward her in a hug. He froze for a moment, not sure what to do or where to put his arms. He didn’t hug people, not even her, and therefore he had no idea what to do. Did his arms go around her back? Around her shoulders? Did he just drop them and let her end the hug? Can you mess up a hug?

After a second, he decided to leave them around her back, hands settling at the small of her back as she hugged him tightly. Her hair was soft against his cheek and smelled like sea salt, as if she had rolled around in the sand and surf for all these summers.

Even though he didn’t have much experience with hugs, he found he didn’t mind this much. There was something comforting in the way she fit against him and in the warmth he felt at her closeness. It only made him think of how much he would miss her next year.

He had no idea how long they had stayed like that, but when they pulled apart, his back felt slightly sore because of the awkward angle they had been in. May had dried any possible tears and looked normal, if a little flushed. Probably from the warmer-than-normal summer they were having.

“Um, sorry about, uh, that,” she muttered.

Steven just looked at her quizzically. “No, no, it was . . . nice.”

She just gave him a funny stare, then dropped her eyes to the table.

“I really am going to miss you, Steven,” she said.

He sighed. “I’m going to miss you, too,” he said. “We’re going to figure something out, though. This isn’t going to be the last time we see each other.”

May glanced up at him. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

-

It would be nearly five years until they would meet again.

As fate does, one thing led to another and she had been asked to be a delivery girl after the first week of her journey. Normally, she would have rejected the request because she didn’t have time to waste when it came to training, but she had heard who the letter was going to and figured this chance was too good to pass up.

In a dark cavern, torches flickering brightly along the path, she found him standing before a mural, bearing the image of a creature she hadn’t seen or read about in years.

He had really grown up. After his stunning battle for the championship, his face had been splashed in papers and magazines across the world, even Johto. It was different to see him in person, though.

He had filled out in his shoulders and chest; no longer a scrawny, gangly kid, but a young man who seemed to have seen his share of adventures. Though one wouldn’t have guessed that at first glance with how he dressed, which was even more formal than when they were younger. Her mind tried to place the boy in the button up and bow tie to the man in the dark suit and metal cuffs. It was strange to see what a difference five years made.

His hair was still silver and still a tousled mess, but she imagined it was more charming than adorable on him now. She felt a tightness in her chest at really seeing her old friend after all this time and wondered if he would remember her.

May cleared her throat once she reached the top of the stairs.

He jumped, shaken out of his thoughts. He turned to face her, his face a carefully neutral expression, though his eyes held the annoyance he felt at her interruption. When he saw her, though, his eyes widened.

“Long time, no see, Steven,” she said with a grin.

His eyes were wide as he seemed to take her in, then he smiled. Someone had taught him how to actually smile in the last five years apparently because this wasn’t the small, shy smiles she remembered from years ago; this was a bright, wonderful, heartbreaking smile. Something in her chest fluttered at the sight.

“May?!” he said, breathless.

They met in the middle of the platform, crushing each other in a tight hug. She wanted to say so many things - “I missed you” “it’s been too long” “why are you wearing a suit in a cave?” - but their hug said all the words that needed to be said. May felt the letter she had been assigned to deliver crumble under their embrace, but she didn’t care. They had five years to catch up on.

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oh my god this is over 3k words - I’m so sorry.

anyway, I apologize for the delay in writing this and I hope it was worth your time reading! at this point, I’m probably just going to use the prompts as prompts and not as part of a ship week because I just don’t have time right now, sadly. but I already have an idea for promise, ocean, and ring, so look forward to those! it’s just...the other ones that need work ^^:

please let me know what you think!

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Top 10 Kitchen Design Trends

Keeping up with the most recent trends for your kitchen can be difficult with fluctuations in popularity from year to year. Personal preference and practicality are essential with a variety of ever-changing options to choose from. Providing unique details from elegant to modern, while maximizing storage and organization are important to keep in mind when choosing your style. Here is a list of top 10 kitchen design trends.

1.  Neutral hues with Bold Statements Accenting kitchen areas with soft colors and bright accessories catches the eye and creates a bold look.  Brightly colored sinks and retro style appliances have been popping into department stores. Sticking to a simple, yet bright color scheme without wandering too far off the spectrum will give your kitchen a boldly balanced feel while attracting the right amount of attention. Countertop Style: Brightly colored accents will go great with a neutral-colored marble countertop. It will be the perfect balance of quirky and classic.  

2. Mixing Rustic with Elegance The farmhouse look has been a trend for several years. This rustic look brings back an old-fashioned atmosphere by incorporating soft colors mixed with brushed copper, steel, and antique-like fixtures. Adding a dash of elegance to this look creates a mix of style while maintaining your rustic design. Do this by adding a chandelier, mirrors, or by swapping your wooden bar stools with upholstered chairs. Countertop Style: All the classic designs go great with a classic granite countertop.

3. Functional Flooring Epoxy flooring allows for endless amounts of color mixtures, so it’s easy to incorporate into your kitchen design. Metallic color options resemble a marble finish and can resemble any color combination. Dark flooring paired with matching cabinetry is trending, so with customizable results, it’s convenient to achieve your unique look. Epoxy is also non-porous and easy to clean which allows for minimal upkeep and renovation. Countertop Style: Wow! Flawlessly match those unique floors with a unique Dekton countertop.

4. Paneled Appliances Blend in where cabinetry stops, and appliances begin by matching refrigerators and dishwashers with your cabinet finishes. This creates a look fabricated to the whole style of the kitchen with a smooth flow. Elegant crown molding adds more accenting feature and adds to the detail of your design. Countertop Style: White smooth marble will make all the texture in the kitchen really pop.

5. Open-Faced Cabinets When dishware is visible, it creates the opportunity to showcase a unique theme. This allows you to show off your creative look, and incorporate the colors of dishware into your existing scheme. Dishes used only for serving can be transformed into part of the kitchen design. Adding transparent or etched glass to cabinet doors is another way to provide the open feel with an elegant touch.   Countertop Style: The bold style of open-faced cabinets matches perfectly with the versatility of quartz.

6. Maximize Ventilation Design Transform your stove hood into the centerpiece of your kitchen by adding an oversized metal or copper unit. Kitchen areas with a lack of upper cabinetry, benefit from this idea by creating a nice focal point. Sizing and designs such as rivets and hammered borders are flexible options due to preference and space allowed. Countertop Style: You don’t want your centerpiece design fighting for attention with other elements of your kitchen. It’s a good idea to get a flawlessly smooth and sleek Dekton countertop. It is classy but doesn’t demand constant attention.   7. Rounded Fixtures Kitchen areas tend to feel boxy because of squared appliances, countertops, and cabinetry. Rounded lighting added above the sink or as a main fixture will give a smoother focus throughout the room. Pendulum lighting gives the appearance of higher ceilings and maximizes light exposure where needed. Position light sources in front of you to limit the casting of shadows over your work area. Countertop Style: Choose a countertop that is one color tone so it won’t take away from the clean design of rounded fixtures.

8. Automatic Lighting Although ever-changing, keeping up with technology is sometimes practical. Automatic lighting under cabinets and around baseboards has become widely popular while fitting into the much-desired energy efficient category. Adding inverted systems underneath cabinets and baseboards provides adequate lighting when and where needed most. Countertop Style: Choose granite or quartz if you have bright lighting in your kitchen. The right lighting will make the little details in granite or quartz shine. 9. Hidden Storage Roll-out cabinets and hidden pantries are optimal for organization. They provide discreet storage while maintaining an area free of clutter. Functionality is key when finding a spot for bulky utensils and food items. Easy to access to storage areas hidden from plain sight serves as the perfect option. Countertop Style: If you have a lot of utensils for cooking it probably means you like spending a lot of time making delicious meals. Quartz can stand up to all of the use you get out of the kitchen.   10. Incorporate Other Rooms Adding “feet” to cabinetry gives a furniture feel to the kitchen. This new trend merges dining and living room areas by elevating certain kitchen floor cabinets to appear like end tables and bookshelves. You can transform your existing cabinets with a bit of renovation, or purchase a different style for a new look. Countertop Style: Take the kitchen countertop design and incorporate it into the bathroom and other surfaces throughout the house too! Let personal style shine through when following trends in the kitchen to get an authentic look you can be proud of. Stick with efficient and practical options to allow kitchen spaces to reach their full potential.   Are you ready to renovate your kitchen? Come visit our showroom for all of your countertop inspiration. We’re located at 3066 Highway 62 Service Road in Newcastle. If you have a countertop question. Let us help. Call us at 405-387-2930.

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The Ghost of Bluebell Hill

Bluebell hill is a very eerie place in the county of Kent which is the southernmost county in England before you set sail for France via Folkstone or Dover. Kent is well known for beeing amongst the most haunted counties in England some of the eeriest villages that have seen some bloody battles during the countries many occupations and colonisations.

This can be traced back to the Romans, Normans and Celts before them and incorpetating Vikings and Barbarian pillaging and rampaging. The main route from the sandy beaches of Kent then heading round the peninsula to the hard pebble and granite beaches of East Sussex.

Right in the middle the sea rages in and casting a gorge between Kent and Essex as it leads to old Englands jewel of conquest; London.

Now going back to Bluebell hill it is a steep Roman road that linked the lower town of Maidstone (Roman: made-of-stone) to the villages and ports of Medway en route to London. It may well have been a strange place of sacrifice and power going back to the Celtic Druids. There are stone circles aplenty and ancient buriel grounds.

Ok so there is more than enough background for you. The modern testimony of spectral hauntings began in the 1960's when a series of horrific car accidents occured on this stretch of road. Now a good friend of mine had a Dad who was an Ambulance driver and was witness to one such brutal midwinter pile up of flimsy 60's metal cars that were caught in the the thick fog that did and still does make the road tretcherous to this day.

He arrived at the scene to discover a 3 car pile up involving a young family on their way home for Christmas and a group of 4 young girls, one who had only recently passed her test.

He discovered 6 bodies laid out on the grass verge that night. A huzband, wife and Son and 3 of the teenage girls from a Triumph Herald. The 4th was unnacounted for but was discovered a week later by a local farmhand several miles down the road in the village of Boxley.

It was a tradgedy that made it into the local and national news due in part it must be guessed at by the young ages involved and the fact that the missing girl (then presumed alive) was the daughter of a local member of parliment.

It wasn't until 2 years later on the very same night that Reginauld Couldfield saw a young girl wondering about on the dual carriageway at 11.20 pm according to the Police report. He stopped just further up the road and got out to see if the young lady was in any kind of trouble but, after hunting for over an hour in the freezing December night he found a call box and alerted the Police force that there might be a girl in trouble on the hill.

The local law began to recieve calls throughout that December; ranging from similar instances upon the same stretch of road.

Now the most chilling of all and this happened a number of times between 1962-5 involved rhe same girl as evidenced by her cream plastic mac with distinctive hood. Now she had began getting into the cars and asked to be taken to Chatham hospital. She had been picked up by 17 different cars including 3 taxi cabs and 3 lorries and on the anniversary of the crash 3 times on the same night. All said she was shielding her face and had claimed to have been hit by a car.

Each and every time they got her to the Hospital she had vanished from the rear of the cars and often in the blinking of an eye.

The girl in question who had disapeared from the scene of the original accident in 1962 had by all accounts travelled several miles with very serious head and face injuries. How she had got so far is unknown and remains so to this day as there were no reports of any sightings until she was discovered in the winter field.

The injuries themselves whilst serious, were not life threanening but the amnesia caused by the head injury had caused the young girl to die of exposure 2 nights after the crash according to the local coroner where she had wondered until exhausted and had died the second night but too far away from where the police would have assumed she would have been humanly able to travel to when conducting their search.

4 years later on December 18th 1966 the ghostly hitch-hiking stopped.

source: https://www.reddit.com/r/trueghoststories/comments/780efs/the_ghosts_of_bluebell_hill/?ref=share&ref_source=link

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A SIMPLE GUIDE TO QUARTZITE COUNTERTOPS

The first step in any kitchen renovation is research. It’s important you know what type of stone you want for your countertops and what is best for your lifestyle. You might need a sturdier stone, or you might prefer a single color rather than a pattern. Regardless of your preference, you have probably come across quartzite through your research.

Quartzite can be a confusing stone, and it isn’t uncommon for your search for information to leave you with more questions than answers. If you find yourself overwhelmed by the information, then know you are not alone.

So, let’s break it down.

WHAT IS QUARTZITE?

Let’s dust off our geology knowledge for a minute.

Quartzite is a metamorphic rock made up of mostly mineral quartz. Metamorphic rock is the result of original rock undergoing high heat and pressure that results in a chemical transformation.

Quartzite begins a tiny sand grains pressed together overtime underneath the layers of rock. The heat of the earth and the pressure of the surface above it causes the grains of sand to join together into one surface.

It is usually a light-colored stone because of the sand. However, water impurities can cause a variety of colorful hues.

IT CAN STAND UP TO ROUGH TREATMENT

If you are looking for a tough stone, then quartzite should be on your list of options. It is more durable than glass and knife blades. It is also sturdier than soapstone, marble, limestone and granite.

Pro tip: If you find any “soft quartzite” then it is mislabeled or isn’t real quartzite.

Quartzite is also resistant to acids from lemon juice, vinegar and other foods or substances.

Some quartzite needs sealants, and other types do not need treatment. If you do choose quartzite to learn what you need to do to maintain it before it is installed.

HOW TO TEST IF THE QUARTZITE IS REAL OR AN IMPOSTER.

First, use a sharp edge on the quartzite and scratch it across the glass. If it cuts the glass, then it is real, if not, then you have an imposter.

Next, use a knife to cut the surface of the stone. If the knife doesn’t leave any scratches, then it is real, if not, then you have an imposter.

Finally, try the etching test. Pour a small amount of lemon juice or vinegar on the surface. If the area looks duller or darker than the rest of the surface, then you have an imposter, if not, then congratulations, you found the real quartzite.

This stone doesn’t need to be a big mystery. Just keep in mind, whatever surface you choose for your kitchen or bathroom, just make sure it is appropriate for your lifestyle.

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