Then he went out like a snuffed candle.8
The third time Aron transported to the horizon, he found himself on a ridge line, looking down into a lower area. Although the dim light made it difficult to discern any detail, he thought he saw some kind of jumble, perhaps even a broken stone circle, in the otherwise featureless space. The formation looked too regular and neat to be the construct of nature, although he knew strange things did occur without the intervention of sentient beings. He’d have to view it from a closer range to be sure. This time he walked, a faint stir of doubt making him cautious. It was farther than it had appeared. But, indeed, it was a stone circle.