The Dig

A few brushstrokes brought the skull to light. She dribbled some water on it to remove the caked clay.

Homo denisova… the first intact cranium.

Then she gasped, crabwalking back. Where the water had touched bone, skin and hair were growing.

I write this flashfic in under five minutes. I’m more than a little proud of it.

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