3,482 B.C. Homeworld Colony March-May. A small Kindergarten producing common gems will be the home of Beryl, a colonization gem who will one day be one of the most forgotten revolutionists for Earth.

Day 46 6:13: They programmed me with some smart-speak but I wasn't supposed to be one of them fancy gems. I was made for colonization, not for making an impression with other of the diamonds. My diamond was White Diamond; I haven't seen her face but she must be either really pretty or really important 'cause she's on everything around here. I was made a bit different from the rest of the Beryl's. I was colorful, at least I can kinda tell from how I look down and see the patterns on my shirt I can. This lead to some teasin' but I don't mind 'cause I'm just more advanced then they is. I can think a bit more than they can. Even though I know I don't have the best speakin' ways it will forever be better than how the other Beryl's is. I can count numbers and I can speak full sentences and I can spell words, but I'm not like they is when it comes to following orders. They be stupid, stupider than most gems. They only know how to follow orders and can barely stand up without instruction to do so. I'm the only one with a free mind and a free spirit around here, yes sir. Soon they gonna deport me to a place called Earth, sounds mighty fine if you ask me. I bet that place isn't filled with stupid gems like it is here. I bet they be some not stupid gems there. Soon it's gonna be time for me to jump on that ship and ride my way outta here in style. That's gonna be a mighty fine time indeed.

Day 47 14:27: Today's the day they gonna get me outta this dirty old Kindergarten, now Ima be free, and I'm sure that they has to be something good on Earth, after all, what could be worse than the conditions that be here? They be fistfights and shattered gems ev'ry day, and Homeworld be doing nothin' to stop it. That's the new word I've learned. Homeworld. That be a place where the gems came from. They don't have to be fancy to go there, but I'm a Beryl, and I know my place, I'm the lowest gem, so I can't even go to this so called Homeworld without getting labored to death. I can't wait until the ship arrives, I can feel the excidedness chillin' up my spine.

Day 47 16:00 On the Dot: The ship is taking in Beryl's now. A couple of rubies too, for protection. I be makin' new friends and becoming a lot more social recently. I met a Ruby, named Facet 8TA, cut 573G. I'm callin' her Eta, that's way easier than calling her by her full name. She's teachin' me things, things that Diamond just get, don't have to learn anything. Those Diamonds must have it nice, knowin' what words to say and what they mean. Not having to worry about death. It must be a luxury to be them.

Day 62 18:46: Ruby has taught me many things, and I can even tell the difference of my speech patterns. I've lost the horrible grammar which plagued me before, she taught me that on the first day. How to speak correctly, how to form correct sentences, all learned, almost instantly. Here I am, laying back against back with Eta, we're waiting for our ship to get to the Earth colony, and then, we get to go onto Earth. Eta and I plan on escaping, and hide out away from everyone else. We plan on leaving the colony and just living our lives out living on a beautiful world. I can tell it's beautiful, because I've seen pictures, gems talking over these little speaker things, it looks complicated. Sometimes I forget that I don't know all that gems are supposed to know, and that all I know how to do is speak in full sentences. Eta is getting quieter every single day now. I'm kind of worried.

Day 74 12:06 It's lunchtime, and Eta has talked to me about getting cracked, it's unusual for gems to do this at such a young age, look at her, 74 days old and she's worrying about her gem cracking. If she made it this far, through the fights, then she can handle this. She starts talking to me about how she wants me to carry on if her gem shatters, I reassure her it wouldn't happen, but she only responded with silence.

Day 86: 12:13: It's Lunchtime, again, and an Emerald was walking past us when Eta stood up, and tackled her, all I could hear was Eta shouting about a Revolution, and how she wouldn't allow for us to be slaves. She was crying, and the Emerald elbowed her in the stomach, and turned around. The Emerald grabbed her gem weapon out of her gem, and revealed it to be a War-axe, much like mine. She swung it, but didn't aim for the body, she aimed for the gem. In colonies like this, it's illegal to aim for the gem, and especially because she was appointed by White Diamond herself.

"ETA- "I shouted, grabbing for her, but before I could, she faced me, the last words she spoke.

"Don't let me die in vain, and even more important, don't let yourself die in vain either" she flashed, and her gems smashed into pieces on the ground.

Day 87: 6:18: We finally touch Earth, I'm some of the first to step out, because I came to make it suitable for our conditions. I opened up the pocket that was on my shirt, it contained all of Eta's gem fragments. I just sprint.

I never stopped sprinting away, they didn't really chase after me, they brought some replacements if anything goes wrong, they just thought I was stupid and probably shattered myself on a rock. I'm running away, towards a destination I'll never reach, I'm running to something that seems so distant, and so faint. I'm running to hope.