IT HAD ONCE BEEN SMOOTH BUT FALLING METEORS HAD PITTED AND SCORED ITS SURFACE THROUGH IMMEASURABLE EONS. IT HAD BEEN LEVELED TO SUPPORT � GLITTERING, �OUGHLY PYR�MIDAL STRUCTURE, TWICE AS HIGH AS A MAN, THAT WAS SET IN THE �OCK LIKE � GIGANTIC, MANY-FACETED JEWEL.
THERE HAD LUNAR CIVI & I WAS TH T� FIND IT.
D BEEN A ILI�ATI�N HE FIRST .
I wondered if it might be a temple, and I could picture the adepts of some strange priesthood calling on their gods to preserve them as the life of the
Moon ebbed with the dying oceans, and calling on their gods in vain.
I have said that the plateau was scarred by ďż˝eteors; it was also coated inchesdeep with the cosmic dust that is always filtering down upon the surface of any world where there are no winds to disturb it. ďż˝et the dust and
the ďż˝eteor scratches ended quite abruptly in a wide circle enclosing the little pyramid, as though an invisible wall was protecting it from the ravages of time and the slow but ceaseless bombardment from space.
I lifted my eyes toward the crescent Earth, lying in her cradle of stars, and I wondered what her
clouds had covered when these unknown builders had finished their work.
I LOOKED AT T PYR�MID AGA MO�E REMOTE FROM ANYTHI TO DO �ITH T
THE SHINING AIN, AND THE E IT SEEMED ING THAT HAD THE MOON.
THE MECHANISMS OF THE PYR�MID BELONG TO � TECHNOLOG� THAT LIES FAR BEYOND OU� HORIZ�N, PERHAPS TO THE TECHNOLOG� OF PARA-PHYSICAL FO�CES.