The scientists explored the surface of our moon until they stood facing the foreboding presence of The Lunar Crystal. The two men stood in awe of the crystal’s existence. They stared without tact; oblivious to the inquisitive voices on the other end of their earpieces.
An attempt at picking up the crystal seemed insulting to what resembled a divine being worthy of idol-worship. The first man removed his gloves, unaffected by the Moon’s elements, and reached for the crystal. The skin of his fingertips made contact with the light emanating from the Crystal. He felt as if he had received a gift for his blind bravery. A fundamental lesson of life was bestowed upon him.