Absorb the memory
The colossal megalith floats before me, all the more surreal for being ripped from whatever planetary context once housed it. I feel myself confronted by all the hands that touched its stone, all the beings who shaped it, who stood before it. All the fates that stone had seen rise and then fall while it alone persisted. And now here it is - itself but a memory, torn from its reality, adrift in space...