The return of time
He knew
they'd come back, but he couldn't stop visiting that grave. They were chasing
him since they knew he knew about their plans. At that moment the moon
illuminated the white gravestone and the silence of the cemetery made him all
the senses sharpen.
In his
imagination, his son spoke to him from the grave and encouraged him to
continue.
Suddenly,
something moved behind a nearby tree. There was nothing he could do. Because he
could barely resist a massive force that prevented him from moving.
They were
already here! He watched in terror as they approached him. He was desperately
trying to run away, but he couldn't move. And those beings approached slowly.
Etheric beings, with large eyes and transparent skin. He wished he'd never
known anything. Never.
In his
brain the voice of tallest being sounded.
"Don't
be afraid. We came here to resurrect your son. We don't have any plan that you
can imagine. We just want to give you your son back."
And in the
midst of a loud noise, the tombstone revealed the coffin that had been guarding
the earth from a few days ago.
El retorno del tiempo
Sabía que volverían, pero no podía dejar de visitar aquella
tumba. Lo estaban persiguiendo desde que supieron que él conocía sus planes. En
aquel momento la luna iluminaba la blanca lápida y el silencio del cementerio
hacía aguzar todos los sentidos.
En su imaginación, su hijo le hablaba desde la tumba y le
daba ánimos para continuar.
De repente, algo se movió detrás de un árbol cercano. No
pudo hacer nada. Porque apenas pudo resistirse a una fuerza descomunal que le
impedía moverse.
¡Ya estaban aquí! Observó aterrado como se acercaban a él. Intentaba
desesperadamente salir corriendo, pero no se podía mover. Y aquellos seres se
acercaban lentamente. Seres etéreos, con grandes ojos y piel transparente. Deseó
no haber sabido nada nunca. Nunca.
En su cerebro sonaba la voz del más alto.
-No temas. Hemos venido aquí a resucitar a tu hijo. No
tenemos ningún plan de los que te imaginas. Solo queremos devolverte a tu hijo.
Y entre un gran estruendo, la lápida dejó ver el ataúd que
solo hacía unos días guardaba la tierra.
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