Schleantór gestured around at the ruined old hovel he called home, and said: ‘What do you think?, of course I’ve never been tested for colour blindness. I’ve never left this mountain.’

European Space Agency Mission Commander Frodlick Zumbameyer was careful to make sure nobody saw him visit Schleantór the seer. The launch for Proxima B was imminent. But old ways die hard.

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yes my friend, you will visit a strange new world, where the rivers run with blood.’

‘Blood?, this is shocking.’

‘It is Commander, believe you me, it hit me like a bolt from the tangerine.’