The next morning, Jon woke up bright and early. His sleep had not been restful, but he found he was too full of energy and curiosity to care. He'd experienced many vivid dreams in his sleep, all about that wishing rock, and he couldn't wait to test it out thoroughly.
Jon picked the stone up from his desk, it looked a little different than he remembered, but he put that down to the early morning light peering through his thin, sky-blue curtains which blanketed the room in a blue-ish haze.
Holding the rock up before him, he spoke quickly and clearly into it, "I wish...
