I can't help thinking of a recent Hub of mine - The Dark Tower. I'd definitely bring Roland Deschain, last gunslinger from a world that has moved on, that he might Quest for the sake of all worlds to win the Dark Tower from the mad Crimson King - the seven-part Stephen King masterpiece remains my unalterably favourite saga of more than all-time:
"The greatest mystery the universe offers is not life but size. Size encompasses life, and the Tower encompasses size. The child, who is most at home with wonder, says: Daddy, what is above the sky? And the father says: The darkness of space. The child: What is beyond space? The father: The galaxy. The child: Beyond the galaxy? The father: Another galaxy. The child: Beyond the other galaxies? The father: No one knows.
"You see? Size defeats us. For the fish, the lake in which he lives is the universe. What does the fish think when he is jerked up by the mouth through the silver limits of existence and into a new universe where the air drowns him and the light is blue madness? Where huge bipeds with no gills stuff it into a suffocating box and cover it with wet weeds to die?"
I'm sorry - I could go on for an eternity of eternities...