The Field of Stones

A short story of 3,800 words. It begins: "I awoke from a dreamless sleep lying in the field of stones. I had no idea how I got there, but I had always been there, and there was never a time when I was not there. I lay for a while looking up at an unbroken pale blue sky. There were never any clouds, just the same featureless expanse over my head as it had been for all my todays. How many, I cannot say. Far more than I could count, more than the stones about me, and they were unnumbered…."