Sophia_Forever!

収穫祭

2015年、長屋門公園。

Based off this post by @7-inches-of-satanic-panic

2 I cropped and retyped it as it was easier than trying to fit the wording the way I wanted.

The Nebra Sky Disc

Found in Germany, the Nebra Sky Disc is the oldest known material depiction of cosmic phenomena in the world. It reveals the creativity and advanced astronomical knowledge of cultures without writing.

The distinctive rosette of seven stars represents the Pleiades. These stars play a key role in an ancient rule, known from a 2,700-year-old Babylonian text, that allowed the shorter lunar year to be kept in step with the solar year. A leap month should be added every third year if a crescent moon a few days old appears next to the Pleiades in the springtime sky.

The Nebra Sky Disc was made using gold from Cornwall and bronze from central Europe. It was remodelled as its meaning and use changed. Like Stonehenge’s alignment, the bands on either side marked the positions of the rising and setting sun over the course of the solar year.

Your curiosity is your thirst for life. You've spent your whole life chasing the secrets of the universe. Now you know that they were not kept from you by any force- your mind just doesn't have what it takes to comprehend them. The fourth dimension. The colour of radio waves. The scale of the universe, and whatever lies beyond.

No, you are too simple a lifeform. You are a miniscule entity. Existence is too vast to be observed by you and a trillion more like you.

And then there's a bit right at the end of the story as the wife and the husband are walking out of court:

Jill turned abruptly. "What is your name? Your real name."

The man's gray eyes flickered. He smiled a little, kind, gentle smile. "I'm afraid you would not be able to pronounce it. The sounds cannot be formed..."

Jill was silent as they walked along, deep in thought. The city lights were coming on all around them. Bright yellow spots in the gloom. "What are you thinking?" the man asked.

"I was thinking perhaps I will still call you Lester," Jill said. "If you don't mind."

"I don't mind," the man said. He put his arm around her, drawing her close to him. He gazed down tenderly as they walked through the thickening darkness, between the yellow candles of light that marked the way. "Anything you wish. Whatever will make you happy."

And I. God. There's something there. A soupcon of monsterfuckery. To tell your partner in a moment of intimacy that yes, you're something so inhuman that the lips you're stealing can't speak your actual name. You're a parasite that not only had the ability to burrow under this man's skin and take over his life, but you were so desperate to escape a dead, dry, blasted planet that you did.

first half of a self-indulgent grace & rocky comic thing, after reading too many fics