Beyond the ruined walls, the long-horned cattle lay down in Outer Hebridean darkness. Above me the stars wheeled: Cassiopaeia, Ursa Major. I held a candle to the old church wall and marvelled. Unmistakably it was there. At the feet of Christ, in the same ancient flaking pigments, was the figure of an astronaut.
About the author
Ana Salote is the author of Tree Talk, an environmental parable, and Oy Yew, a gothic fantasy. Oy Yew was longlisted for the Times/Chicken House award for children's fiction.
*1 part Buttersctoch schnapps, 1 part Baileys Irish Cream,1 Part Goldschlage,1 part floating (i.e. poured over the back of a spoon) sambuca
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