Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

Nightmare Our daily life was very ordinary... We were surprised by the blue-white colors of the poles. We bathed in the red-blue colors of the savannah. Your avid skin under the solstice sun, naked, motionless. The heavy clouds was hanging from the Atlas peaks accompanied us on our flight to Pompeii, which was reborn from its ashes when you and I decided to lose ourselves in the ancient world. Suddenly, without knowing how we found the office, the traffic jams, the washing machine, the vacuum cleaner, the kitchen... Ugh! Good thing I woke up and it's just a nightmare. Pesadilla Nuestra vida diaria era muy corriente… Nos sorprendieron los colores azules blancos de los polos. Nos bañamos en los colores azules rojos de la sabana. Tu ávida piel bajo el sol del solsticio, desnuda, inmóvil. Los pesados nubarrones colgados de los picos del Atlas nos acompañaron en nuestro vuelo hacia Pompeya, que renació de sus cenizas cuando tú y yo decidimos perdernos en el ...

Savannah Her black skin contrasted with deep blue eyes. A Sudanese father and Norwegian mother, she had spent most of her life travelling as a reporter for a large newspaper. Now retired, she was enthusiastic about a project she had been shaping for years. The idea was to organise the transport of food to drought-stricken areas of the world through worldnet, the world's communications network the heir to the old Internet. The latest discoveries in electromagnetic transport made it possible to transform matter into energy, send it to the corresponding destination, and there transform it back into matter, preserving all its properties. To do this, she had amassed a small fortune that would allow her to start a pilot test. The idea was to send food from Sudan, rich in raw materials, to Norway, a country devastated by climate change happened a few years ago. The pilot test consisted of sending several containers of cereals. It was the first time that teleports of this type of food ...