Better than gold

When she followed the tail to the ground, she found shattered glass shards of every colour. With a frown, she looked around. No one else was here. Satisfied, she picked a few up.

“Do you believe in leprechauns?” Her voice carried enough to be heard in the radio at her belt, though she didn’t speak loudly.

The voice on the other end sighed. “I believe how you spell it is stupid.”

Not likely to get an actual response from Control, she gathered up the rainbow’s loot.

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