Those of the Keeper, despite its eighty feet of height, could not have been more than a yard in thickness.

At the edges I thought I could see groovings; noted the same appearances at the outlines of the Stars.

Seen sidewise, the body of the Metal Emperor showed as a convexity; its surface smooth, with a suggestion of transparency.
The Keeper was bending; its oblong upper plane dropping forward as though upon a hinge.

Lower and lower this flange bent--in a grotesque, terrifying obeisance; a horrible mockery of reverence.
Was this mountain of Cones then actually a shrine--an idol of the Metal People--their God?
The oblong that was the upper half of the cruciform Shape extended now at right angles to the horizontal arms.

It hovered, a rectangle forty feet long, as many feet over the floor at the base of the crystal pedestal.