The Morning - La mañana
The morning The morning was opened itself through the heavy concrete walls of the prison. The prisoner was waiting without waiting for the moment of his execution, without noticing how the rays of the sun, obstinate in illuminating his instants, fell on the black and white photo hanging from the wall. A happy family. His father was huggeing his mother's waist and he was kissing her, smiling. Those rays of sunshine stopped over the photo. -Son, don't be afraid, death is just one more step in our infinite walk through the stars. Don't let fear cloud your soul. We forgive you, but human justice does not. You took the lives of both of us and we both remain united and we love you. That statement was interrupted by the lock of the cell. The prisoner looked the jailer in the eye, thanked him and went down the hall to the room where the executioner was waiting, to fulfill his destiny. La mañana La mañana se abrió paso entre los pesados muros de hormigón de ...