Publisher's Synopsis
The hubris that our little species exuded was called into question that day. No longer were we the sole sentient occupants of the universe.
That thing... That anathema, should we heed its barbed words? Should we not come to accept our trivial comprehension of the universe?
When my mind is enthralled in melancholy it often drifts back to those days, to those poor people trapped in that metal coffin; what must they of thought as they confronted that which we cannot even begin to understand...
