Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

 

 

Aniliaqtitsiavalliaq Atiq heard the she-bear's roar in the distance. It was the appointed day, Christmas Day. Little by little, the imposing figure of the bear took shape through the thick windowpanes, until her features, now clearly defined, revealed how her eyes searched the interior of the cabin, looking for the motionless body of Aniliaqtitsiavalliaq. This ritual was repeated every Christmas. Atiq sighed deeply. He remembered how, six years earlier, that formidable white bear had saved his life in an extreme situation in which Aniliaqtitsiavalliaq died. That event left such a deep mark on Atiq’s spirit that he swore never to part with anything that might remind him of Aniliaqtitsiavalliaq: he embalmed the body and gave it a place of honor in his cabin. Since then, he no longer spoke of the white bear, but of ᐊᓂᓕᐊᖅᑎᑦᓯᐊᕙᓪᓕᐊᖅ —Aniliaqtitsiavalliaq—, the great savior, the one who gave his life so that Atiq might continue to exist. From then on, he gave up hunting, and all his int...

 

Eternal Present And Buddha said to Einstein:  "The idea of time is useful, yes — it allows us to measure how swiftly change unfolds around us. But the past and the future themselves... they do not exist. They are inventions of the mind, illusions drawn upon the screen of thought. What we truly live is the eternal present — a moment without edges. So, you see, time travel is a misunderstanding. The past and the future are not places we can visit. They are merely states of mind, nothing more." Presente eterno Y Buda le confesó a Einstein: 'La idea de tiempo es muy útil para registrar la rapidez con que se producen los cambios en el entorno que nos rodea. Pero algo muy distinto es la existencia del pasado y del futuro; son inventos del cerebro. Lo único que experimentamos es el eterno presente. Así que los viajes en el tiempo no tienen sentido. Pasado y futuro son estados de la mente, nada más'. 

Quantum Miracle The flame of a candle cast, upon the bare walls of the room, the shadow of the small coffin. The woman, frail and petite in figure, wrapped in a thick veil, approached with hesitant steps until her lips, hidden behind the endless black of the veil, almost brushed the marble-like cheek of her little one. The act of love made it possible for the probability that dead energy could exist on both sides of the quantum tunnel and reunite with the living energy of his mother to become a reality. At the touch of the kiss, the mother saw a faint smile appear on her child’s face. Milagro cuántico La llama de una vela proyectaba, sobre las desnudas paredes del salón, la sombra del pequeño féretro. La mujer, de una figura frágil y menuda, envuelta en un espeso velo, se acercó con paso vacilante hasta que sus labios, ocultos tras el negro infinito del velo, casi rozaron la mármolea mejilla de su pequeño. El acto de amor hizo que la probabilidad de que la energía muerta pudiera estar...