Something similar has happened to Orkney – but there it is about much deeper time. Whatever passions gripped the place 5,000 years ago are long cooled; no tears are shed now beside the empty tombs and no hearts beat fast in the shadows of tall stones so earnestly raised. But something lingers just the same, the memory of a memory.
How will our existence now - look in 5000 years? Despite our ability to record and store every facet of life, the sheer volume of data will see us lost; much like those earlier peoples of this book. Somewhere we will become a copy of a copy.
