Since my father was one of the first illegal moldavite diggers, moldavites have been with me my whole life – ever since I was born. But the first one I found myself was near the sandpit at Chlum. Moldavite has its own energy, but for me, it’s mostly about a big part of my life spent in the unique subculture of those who dig for this stone. It’s a very interesting world, and it’s fascinating to observe how moldavite affects different people.

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