Such is the time now. The fall equinox was today. They gathered at the top of the hill. The stones towered around them in a circle. There were a number of place where stones where stones were missing, The lines seemed to go on forever. In fact they did. This is the spot people of every time came to twice a year. Once at the Spring Equinox, and again now, at the fall equinox. They came from all over the world. Mostly from places one would never expect.
The towers of Stonehenge loomed above him. as the dawn broke, it came.The sun started peeking its bright light across the horizon. Behind him, the his family waited for the sun to full break the horizon. As it rose above the ground it shined through the towers of Stonehenge. The light streamed across the field going through the other side of the circle, Lighting up the whole field in a blaze of glory. Able and his family looked started the celebration of fall harvest yet to come. The celebration of a good summer of good planting and growing. The food and drinks flowed like water for the entire day.
As the sun went down over the horizon, the magnitude of what had happened that day dawned on Able. At least it seemed to.
Slowly Able woke. As he came too, he looked around. He was not at Stonehenge . He was in his own bedroom, in present time. He couldn't shake the feeling that he'd been there. But that was impossible; to travel through time, and space to the other end of the planet at the same time.
Until he looked down, his body was covered with the paints the vaguely remembered having put on himself during the ceremonies. There on the table was a death mask made of gold.