The last known find was made in a geologically ancient part of Europe. The egg was left on the edge of a closed granite quarry in the Waldviertel. Beaming and curious it rests on the boundary to a rough deepness. The eggs of the descendants of the mythical Roc are objects of our time and finds in our contemporary world. At the same time they remain deeply connected with their mythical ancestors, yet would not be able to exist without them. They are here and there at once, hybrid beings. On the other hand, what stays the same in a quarry in changing times, if though the ground yielding its stones may be an ancient one? There have been times before it and now, closed, it is already disappearing again. Thus the quarry itself is young, but its place in the world is old. Insofar, the egg of the modern Roc is a young object with an origin deep in the fairytale past, delivered in a place whose meaning is currently dissolving again in history. So what can be named young and what can be named old? What is unusually foreign and what is intimately familiar? We argue that it is this ambiguity that guides the young descendants of the mythical bird in their search for places to leave their granite eggs. This is the reason why these objects seem to us concealed, and therefore, it needs understanding and intuition to find them. Insofar, the twelfth place has permitted us to come to a preliminary conclusion of our contemplation of the photographs. Further reflections are now left to the kind reader.