Peridot and Lapis share everything from interests to the barn that they both live in. But there is one thing that they will never share, and even if they had the chance to share it, they would not. They have made promises and vows that they would never share this one thing, and this one thing only.

Their dream journals.

It may seem silly at first, but to them it was something that they will take with them to the day that they are shattered. It full of the moments where everything was out of their control in their own minds, the moments where they were trapped in their own brains. It was their unconscious conscience trying to tell them things that they would rather not ever be aware of.

For Lapis her dream journal was something of a therapy session. She wrote down her nightmares, the darkness of the ocean swallowing her up, dragging her down. Jasper, fighting and fighting to get away, and Lapis fighting and fighting to make her stay. Not the other way around, as she wished it was. There were things besides nightmares in that journal. Homeworld, when it used to be familiar and used to be her home, before everything hurt. Dreams of warm beaches and oceans that stretched as far as the eye could see, and there would be the feeling in the back of her mind that she should be afraid, terrified of the ocean. It was the moments that she forgot that she was afraid, and the moments that she was painfully reminded.

Peridot's was maybe a bit more subtle, but not that much more. Her dreams were most often about the time before she was 'awake' as she liked to put it. She was still developing in the ground, ad unaware of the world around her. She was just a gem at the time, just a hunk of rock.

Often, her dreams were about the shock that followed the beginning of her life. She went from a hunk of rock, to a gem, with no idea what to do, to a gem that knew everything. The entire thing maybe took a minute. She was formed for the first time and she was confused, with no thoughts of her own, and a second after that, all the thoughts that she needed to perform her job was injected into her. It was scary, to go from completely clueless, to knowing and understanding that were only built to perform a certain job until the end of existence.

Her nightmares were often about her life before coming to Earth. After she was formed, the memories of another gem put into her mind, she was sent to Earth. There was no training, since all the thoughts that she needed was in her brain from another gem. She was being sent to another planet only a hour after she started to exist.

The short time she spent on Homeworld was bleak compared to her time on Earth. Earth was so bright, so vivid. There was so many things changing at the same time, the waves on the ocean surface, the sun, the color of the leaves on trees. It was like Earth was going fast forward, moving and moving, never stopping. Things changed colors like one color was not beautiful enough, changing and changing. It was breathtaking, especially the sky. It changed colors every day, from bright splashes of orange-red, to light and delicate sky blue, to the deep purples of the night sky. Change. Earth was about change, refusing to stay the same for even a moment. Homeworld was all about being the same.

Look at her, a Peridot. Even gems were not unique, there were millions of Peridots like her, millions of Pearls, millions of Lapises. No gem had the luxury of being themselves. The Diamonds themselves were not singular. There were three of them. A low class Peridot was the furthest thing from special. They were being made every day, replaced like they were disposal.

Earth taught her that uniqueness was not a luxury. It was a right.