(urth) As the Whorl Turns

[Jordon Flato]

"looked across a benighted plain of naked rock."

"The somber plain was pitted like the cheeks of a child who had survived the
pox, and far more parren tha tne sheer clifss of the Pilgrims' Way; no tree,
no flower, no least wed or dot of moss sprouted from its rock."

"The plain of rock had blanched unwatfched, and was streaked with sable...."



So, we have a plain of benighted rock which is pitted like a pox survivor.
Sounds like an asteroid to me.
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