The tube of landscape that enclosed him was mottled with areas of light and shade that could have been forests, fields, frozen lakes, or towns; the distance, and the fading illumination of the flare, made identification impossible. The flare guttered and died; the moment of revelation was over. But Norton knew that as long as he lived these images would be burned in his mind. Whatever discoveries the future might bring, they could not erase this first impression. And history could never take from him the privilege of being the first of all mankind to gaze upon the works of an alien civilization.
-Rendezvous With Rama
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