Thursday photo prompt: Stone #writephoto

Over to Sue for details of this week’s write photo challenge.
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From a distance, it looks like a house of some description, but get closer and you could see it was a stone.
Look closer still,  and it was not just any stone.
It seemed to be alive.
Each face, and that is in a literal sense, had a unique expression, with eyes that seemed to follow the onlooker. Whether it was intended to be the four points of the compass or due to erosion of the elements, no-one was sure.
The curious thing was there were no other stones nearby. No cliffs, no rock formations, just heathland with its colourful carpet of gorse and lavender, and the scuttling sound of creatures taking shelter in crevices and cracks to escape the summer heat.
Kids would fantasize about space ships and aliens whereas adults would weave tales of sacrifice and worship.
Everyone had their own idea as to what is was, why it was there, and where it had come from.
Perhaps thousands of years ago it was a beacon for ships on a distant sea.
Could it be a Holy Place where souls gather for guidance on their journey to the next life.
Or maybe a sentinel from a time and a place long ago waiting for the right time to fulfil its destiny.
If you see it, look into its eyes and smile, you never know what might be looking back at you.