A mountain, it turns out, is not so difficult to move. At least, a mountain tumbling through the void.
The lasso was another rock, much smaller than the mountain but massive enough that its gravity would tug gently but unceasingly. This smaller rock was itself moved from its own orbit by a man made massive object.
Over the course of years, this slow motion square dance brought the mountain into the path of the Earth. The mountain was a promise: wealth to be mined and ultimately the anchor of the world’s first space elevator.
But the promise was a lie.
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