Las novelas históricas también viven de este tipo de especulaciones e incluso muchos libros de historia caen en estas distracciones ociosas.
Terrible : pero al fin y al cabo es verano ¿no? ;)
What if dedicado al aniversario:
I was standing on a plateau perhaps a hundred feet across. It had once been smooth- too smoot to be natural - but falling meteors had pitted and scored its surface through immeasurable aeons.It had been levelled to support a glittering roughly pyramidal structure, twice high as a man, that was set in the rock like a gigantic many-faceted jewel.
Probably no emotion at all filled my mind in those first few seconds.Then I felt a great lifting of my heart, and a strange inexpressible joy . For I loved the Moon, and now I knew that the creeping moss of Aristarchus and Eratosthenes was not the only life she had brought forth in her youth.The old , discredited dream of the first explorers was true. there had, after all, been lunar civilisation - and I was the first to find it. That I had come perhaps a hundred millions years too late did not distress me; it was enough to have come at all.[...]
Arthur Clarke The Sentinel 1948
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