Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

Reality Reality does not exist. You build and destroy it all the time. Reality is what you want it to be. Realidad  La realidad no existe. La construyes y la destruyes cada instante. La realidad es lo que tú quieres que sea.

Dreams She fell asleep with her hand on my arm. In this way she managed to keep away the fear she felt when imagined that our encounter could be the last one. Sueños Se durmió con su mano sobre mi brazo. Así conseguía alejar de su alma el miedo de que nuestro encuentro fuera el último.

The runes During the last days of the Christmas of the year in which the nineteenth century ended, the expedition led by Robert Ustinov managed to reach the North Pole. Robert Ustinov, had consumed his last energies to get the goal before the end of the year, and had instructed to his friends to install the tents a few hundred meters from the geographic North Pole. Once the members of the group were accommodated and following an irrational impulse, he tried with a torch to explore the surroundings. In the distance he saw an almost human figure. The stars of the polar night illuminated the loneliness of a snowman. He was approaching to the snowman, advancing with difficulty, walking through the frozen ground and when he was near of it, he discovered a kind of wooden scaffold on which there were runic letters. At that time he cursed he did not learned their meaning before. But he did not give time to anything else. The ground gave way and fell to the void with the ...