If sufficiently motivated—chased by bloodthirsty swordsmen, for example—she could have dangled by her hands from the walkway and dropped into the rocky, muddy gully that had once been a moat. Nor was it part of the vocabulary of Scotland, where the past had played out in scenes of blood and thunder, fire and sword. Now popular memory and the Scottish Tourist Board elided here, revised there, and edited fierce bloody-mindedness into high Romance. Though it goes that he reached his lady love via the stairs, her husband came breaking in, sword in hand, and he made the leap from tower to wall, meaning to escape.
But their hearts had led, leaving their heads to play catch-up, and here they were, on a bridge both literal and symbolic. Smiling, Jean also considered the snaggle-toothed battlements of the ancient castle keep.
Outside the tower, lichened blocks of dark gray stone imperceptibly became lichened bedrock, knitted together with tussocks of grass and tufted by saplings springing from crevices. Inside the tower, seabirds nested in empty windows and in hollow fireplaces now suspended from sheer walls. The wooden floors where people had stood warming their chilblains, cooking their food, and thanking goodness for strong defenses atop a small, craggy islet—moats and drawbridges making good neighbors—had decayed into nothingness long ago.
The old castle was dignified in its desolation, and yet Jean also sensed an air of sadness for times past and regret for lives spent. This bridge, now, is likely no more than thirty years old. A bit damp, mind. It wants checking for rot. Claustrophobic, yes, and dubious about darkness. She inhaled deeply of the cold wind and vaporized Atlantic that scoured her cheeks—out with the bad air, in with the good—and looked up at the sullen gray sky. Sea gulls spiraled like flecks of white confetti, their harsh squawks piercing the thrum and seethe of the waves against the far side of the islet.
This is the Isle of Skye. Alasdair glanced at his watch. Sunset, this time of year. I moved to Edinburgh from Texas last January. That was a shock. If he caught her reference, he showed no sign of it. Grasping her gloved but cold hand in his, he pulled her toward the mainland—or main island—side of the bridge.
Just now, though, we could do with a cuppa. Caffeine and cocoa, two of the basic food groups. Their rubber wellie boots clumping, they scrambled up the mud-and-gravel path to the top of the brae.
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This hill might not be nearly as tall as the towering cliffs propping up other stretches of the Skye coastline, but still it commanded a view. Or would, when one of those brilliant days came along. Fergie promised a panorama, from the islands of the Outer Hebrides across several miles of open sea to the north to the peaks of the Black Cuillins to the south, beyond the end of Loch Roy, a narrow inlet of the ocean that formed the eastern boundary of Dunasheen Estate.
Now, though, either sinking cloud or rising mist blotted the horizon, and the waves where loch met sea, below the ramparts of old Dunasheen, gleamed gunmetal gray. The terrain resembled a tattered crazy quilt laid over the bones of the earth. Patches of olive drab, rusty brown, and more gray were lumped around weathered boulders and pocked by reed-fringed pools scummed by ice. A few blots of light in the murk were all Jean could see of the village of Kinlochroy, at the far end of the loch.
The warm glow of its windows and the red and green fairy lights edging its eaves made the building into a humongous Christmas card.
All it needed to complete the effect was snow softening the stark, black limbs of the trees tucked in behind garden walls. Muttering something about electricity rates and Fergie not knowing when to stop, Alasdair raised his camera. His slate-blue eyes that could be chill as the North Sea sparkled like a tropical lagoon. A wry crumple only deepened the graceful curve of his lips. Jean ignored his silent retort. The weird stuff is off the record. It would hardly scare away the customers, though. A lot of people love weird stuff. I love weird stuff.
Either rain or sea spray drifted across her face and glasses, making her squint at the suddenly blurry landscape. But the welcoming windows and cheerful lights still shone, and with Alasdair at her side she walked toward them. Skye, An t-Eilean Sgithanach , the wing-shaped isle, a name to conjure history, legend, and the dubious shores between. Since then, generations of Lords Dunasheen, MacDonalds all, had renovated, rebuilt, and recreated.
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