As the scene on the water's surface dissipated, leaving behind only a gentle ripple, Roman felt a mix of emotions swirling inside him. He took a deep breath, trying to process what he had just witnessed, and turned to face Earth. Her eyes met his, sparkling with a knowing glint that only added to his confusion.
Finally, Roman spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "What the hell was that?" The words hung in the air, heavy with his incredulity.
Earth's response was swift, her voice like a soft breeze on a summer day. "The past."
Roman's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with questions. "I know it's the past, but what part of it? When? What happened? And who was that man?" His words tumbled out in a rush, each one a testament to his growing bewilderment.
