Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

Buzzing The bee population is declining. I observe it day by day. My hives produce less honey and it is of inferior quality. I have stopped using the car to avoid polluting the environment, the electricity from home is generated by solar cells installed on the roof of the house, among other actions aimed at protecting the environment. This is all very well, but yesterday an unusual event thwarted the whole logic of my intentions and confronted me with destruction. The bees had pointed with their dance, making a huge figure on the ground, a direction in space. And this time it was not about informing their peers about the location of the pollen sources. It was about informing me of the imminent arrival on Earth of a burst of antimatter that would engulf the entire solar system. That thing I deduced days later, when the systems installed in the astronomical observatory that I directed alerted of the explosion of an antimatter accumulation that in few days would reach the planet....

Karnaugh Some witches were late for the coven. Even using the latest generation  mobile phones, they had been delayed by a few minutes. The goat was very angry and made it known to all, the punctual and the unpunctua witchesl. One of the stragglers replied in an angry tone, affirming that in five hundred years of celebration of aquelarres, it was the first time he had arrived late. The goat looked at her over his glasses and said: -You're grounded. You are going to wander through space for an eon to give you time to think. When a coven is celebrated, all the particles of the Universe become excited and start a dance to the rhythm of Karnaugh's law. Everything has to be prepared in that instant, and that is the necessary reason to be in the right time and place. The witch, staring at the goat, walked slowly backwards and without ceasing to look at it, accelerated her step until she got lost in the darkness. The goat then had to put a WhatsApp to inform Karnaugh of the dec...