The night sky in Zimbabwe was crystal clear and the granite outcrops made for a great vantage point. While we were fiddling, there were some curious eyes watching our progress - we never confirmed what it was in the end, probably a genet if I had to guess.
There is a wide, yawning black infinity. In every direction, the extension is endless; the sensation of depth is overwhelming. And the darkness is immortal. Where light exists, it is pure, blazing, fierce; but light exists almost nowhere, and the blackness itself is also pure and blazing and fierce.
- Carl Sagan