The true story is written in over 2 million craters - a chaotic, sprawling archive of 4.5 billion years of celestial violence. Some are gaping wounds over 20 kilometers wide. Most are tiny, a dusting of impact pits from a relentless hailstorm of space rock.
But here’s the truly wild part: of those 2 million+ craters, only 9,137 have been given the dignity of an official name by the International Astronomical Union.
Let that sink in. We’ve cataloged less than 0.5% of the Moon’s wounds.
That means over 1,990,863 craters are anonymous. They are the Moon’s deep, silent memories. An untold history of collisions that shaped its surface, sitting there without a label, waiting for someone to care enough to point and say, "That one."
The Moon isn’t just a dead rock. It’s a library where almost every book is still untitled. Its surface isn't stillness - it's a frozen frenzy, a monument to chaos where we've only bothered to read the chapter titles. The rest is a beautiful, silent secret, written in scars.