Short Story Type: Flash Fiction
Summary: This story was written for a story challenge: What if a discredited scientific hypothesis--humours in the blood, the four elements, etc--was actually real?
Flash Fiction Story:
Non Si Muove
"Were you frightened when they sent you up in the rocket, Grandfather Yuri?"
"Oh, no, not for a moment, my dear. As long as the Motherland knows where her son flies in the sky, a pilot is never alone."
"Is space very black, Grandfather Yuri?"
"Very black indeed, and the earth very blue. Wonderful blue, amazing blue."
"Did you see the moon? And the stars?"
"Oh yes, darling child."
"And the angels?"
"All the angels among them, their shoulders against the celestial spheres."
"And how many angels push the moon, Grandfather Yuri?"
"Just the one, though He has two faces."
"And did you see His faces?"
"The light and the dark, yes, though only for a moment. He is terrible to behold, and one must not gaze at Him too long."
"Is that how you lost your sight, Grandfather Yuri?"
"...Yes, child. That is how I lost my sight. And that is why we send no more men up in rockets. Now, take me to the house. I believe it is time for supper."