If you’re sitting there trying to come up with the central idea for your next science fiction novel, have I got an idea for you! Feel free to use it. If it makes you rich, invite me to your yacht sometime.
Imagine a planet like Saturn, with huge gorgeous rings. They would have to dominate the sky, right?
But imagine that this planet has a smallish continent at one of its poles. (It’s close enough to its sun that it’s warm, etc.) It’s isolated enough that they’ve never had any contact with any other cultures on any other continents on the planet. And they cannot see the rings.
So they hit their Age of Exploration, and an expedition sets out. (No, I don’t know why they’d go sailing off the edge of the world if there weren’t pepper involved, leave me alone. I’m not going to do all your work for you.)
What happens when they sail south and these rings begin to slide up over the horizon? What is their reaction? What do they tell people back home? How do they explain and incorporate this thing? Is there religion involved? How much might this affect their society and its worldview, so to speak?
Anyway, there’s the idea. That’s all I got: the look on their faces when they first encounter the rings. (Or maybe the entire novel plays out on ship, their society in microcosm…)