Leaving

There were three of them slowly descending, perfectly aligned with each other in a tight triangular formation. Each pod was the shape of an M&M, each was a silvery colour.

Their radius was about the width of the barn.

There was no engine noise, just a slight hum and, as they landed the hiss of escaping gas.

About middle way up the saucer were a line of windows and the outline of a hatch.

At this point Callum passed out and the whisky and some wine forby meant his system just shut down.

It was a cold clear morning and fortunately for him the sun spread a little warmth.

When he opened his eyes they were still there, three silver shapes. He sat up.

As the sun hit their sides the pods changed colour; one turned blue, one turned red and the third one turned orange. With a hiss each opened a hatch which as it hinged down slowly revealed, on the inside, steps built in, like some aircraft doors. He waited. Nothing else happened. After waiting ten minutes he approached gingerly.

No sign of movement at the windows. Closer and closer he got.

Beyond the pods the flat field stretched away to the shore dyke and the shore itself.

The sea was quiet today, waves lazily curled onto the rocks. He could hear seals calling.

He drew closer. The wind got up. He only had on a lightweight anorak.

The pods now stood above him about six feet off the ground. The step to the orange one was near. The sun darkened as a rain cloud began to spatter drops off his face. His body said shelter.

He stepped onto the hatch stair and tentatively walked up.

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Texte: alastair macleod
Bildmaterialien: alastair macleod: "spaceship leaving" purchased from Dreamstime royalty free photos
Lektorat: alastair macleod
Übersetzung: alastair macleod
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 19.01.2016
ISBN: 978-3-7396-3261-2

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