“Do you understand how old this is?”
“No.”
“No? No, well, alright. I mean, the fall and rise of every empire, before any word was ever written down, I mean, when the stars were young, man. This is older than old. This is older than it can be. I mean, this is older than the universe. I mean, either it’s looped back around, or else, I guess, I mean, I don’t think it’s from here, not originally, not our reality. It’s an outsider, something that was before anything was. A relic of the unfathomable.”
“It’s a lemon,” Curt cut in.
Tale Told 