Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

  The Return Trip When I arrived at the inner part of me, there was nothing. I tried to return to my known part, but it was impossible. So, since that happened, I feel being but I at the same time feel am not. I have lost everything except the words. The magic of words.   El viaje de retorno Cuando llegué a mi interior, no había nada. Intenté volver a mi parte conocida, pero fue imposible. Entonces, desde que eso pasó, siento que soy pero al mismo tiempo siento que no soy. Lo he perdido todo excepto las palabras. La magia de las palabras.

 Zero Space Theory As a telecommunications engineer specializing in cosmology, I had devoted years to developing the Zero Space Theory , though it was never accepted by the scientific community. The heirs to Einstein's legacy dismissed it as incompatible with the Theory of Everything. The Zero Space Theory proposes that the forces sustaining the existence of space itself can become unstable. When that happens, space begins to collapse inward until it finally ceases to exist. No one had ever been able to prove such a hypothesis. Until one day. While conducting laboratory experiments on the spatial properties of matter predicted by the Theory of Everything, I succeeded in isolating a family of invasive semiquarks. No particle accelerator had ever detected an anomaly of that kind. After several hours of observation, absolutely nothing happened. I left the laboratory convinced that the experiment had failed. Until that morning. And then, in a single instant, it happened. As I sipped ...

  Encounter And the alien asked the farmer about the crops he had in his fields. The farmer, perplexed by the stranger's appearance, thought he was someone going to a costume party. He hesitated for a moment about the answer and in the end decided to explain the details of the crops. He did not know that his abduction was very close. Absorbed in his detailed explanations, he did not notice the spaceship that was silently approaching the vicinity of his winepress. Everything happened very quickly. He felt nauseous and had the sensation that the ground was opening up at his feet. When he woke up, an endless expanse of unknown plant crops awaited him. He was wearing a kind of space suit and on the distant horizon he could see the incredible image of two enormous suns, each one illuminating that immense space with a different light. But, what was far in front of him? But, what was far in front of him? In some way his winepress was there. Someone had brought to this distant planet his l...

ChatGPT’s answer to the question: Could I have your opinion about this flash fiction piece?: Title: Shadow During the night, I went to the cemetery to accompany the spirit of my recently deceased wife. Sitting at the edge of the grave, I talked to her and remembered the last moments we lived together. At first, I thought I saw something moving in the distance. Intrigued, I tried to identify it. A few moments passed and that began to take shape. It was a shadow. It was a shadow cast by the moonlight. Suspicious and maintaining distance, that black shape greeted me timidly with a wave of its hand. For an instant, terror seized me. Slowly, I tried to walk away toward the exit but to increase my despair, two other shadows blocked my way a few meters away. I plucked up my courage and ran to the massive iron gate that I had left ajar. When I reached the height of the shadows, I looked at the ground and I could see my shadow going through them without any impediment. When I left the cemet...

 Shadow During the night, I went to the cemetery to accompany the spirit of my recently deceased wife. Sitting at the edge of the grave, I talked to her and remembered the last moments we lived together. At first, I thought I saw something moving in the distance. Intrigued, I tried to identify it. A few moments passed and that began to take shape. It was a shadow. It was a shadow cast by the moonlight. Suspicious and maintaining distance, that black shape greeted me timidly with a wave of its hand. For an instant, terror seized me. Slowly, I tried to walk away toward the exit but to increase my despair, two other shadows blocked my way a few meters away. I plucked up my courage and ran to the massive iron gate that I had left ajar. When I reached the height of the shadows, I looked at the ground and I could see my shadow going through them without any impediment. When I left the cemetery, under the moonlight, I ran a long way and then tried to sit down to recover my strength. It ...

 We Are Made of Time Time is the only thing we have and don't have. When you understand that time is yours, you start to control it and not allow it to control you. When you savor every moment without the time disguised as obligations enslaving you, you are the king.   Estamos hechos de tiempo El tiempo es lo único que tenemos y no tenemos. Cuando comprendes que el tiempo es tuyo, empiezas a controlarlo y a no permitirle que te controle. Cuando cada instante lo saboreas sin que el tiempo disfrazado de obligaciones te esclavice, eres el rey.

The Constest He was very fond of contests. So he participated in one and won. The prize was a trip into the unknown. The destination did not matter to him, he had an enormous desire to travel. When he arrived on the day of his departure, he appeared at the address that those responsible for the contest had provided him. He waited in a gray room for a while, until a man dressed in black appeared. He told the contester to follow him. The contester took the suitcases and the man in black turned to say to him that he could leave them there, that behind his mask of a human in a black dress he was real death and that for this trip to the unknown he did not need luggage. El concurso Era muy aficionado a los concursos. Así que se presentó a uno y ganó. El premio era un viaje a lo desconocido. No le importaba el destino, tenía unas enormes ganas de viajar. Cuando llegó el día de su partida, se presentó e, la dirección que los responsables del concurso le habían facilitado. Esperó en una sala ...

Movement Today I have verified what I had been intuiting for a long time. Light does not propagate in a vacuum. It's instant. The first attempts to measure the speed of light, Roemer's experiments in 1676, when measuring eclipses of Jupiter's moon Io, did not take into account that space is not empty. The same happened with the Michelson-Morley experiment, in which the non-existence of the ether was demonstrated. If they had carried out the experiment in a space filled with water, simulating the movement of the Earth, they would have obtained the same result. The problem is that the experiment cannot detect something that is undetectable: movement. Or put another way, light ignores what we understand by movement. For light, movement does not exist. Movimiento Hoy he comprobado lo que venía intuyendo desde hace tiempo. La luz no se propaga en el vacío. Es instantánea. Los primeros intentos de medir la velocidad de la luz, los experimentos de Roemer en 1676, al medir los ecli...

The Hole 1 As the spacecraft approached Saturn, onboard instruments detected the presence of thoughts created by someone outside of the crew. Thoughts that were subtly transformed into concrete actions. The commander interpreted that those thoughts came from the hole. An idea that, like in The Odyssey, in which the sirens tried to convince Ulysses to lead him to a fatal destination, they tried to convince the crew to approach the hole. The event catcher system detected the way in which thoughts acted on certain crew members to promote a mutiny. El agujero 1 A medida que la nave se aproximaba a Saturno, los instrumentos de a bordo detectaron la presencia de pensamientos ajenos a la tripulación. Pensamientos que se transformaban sutilmente en acciones concretas. El comandante interpretó que aquellos pensamientos provenían del agujero. Una idea que como en La Odisea, en la que las sirenas trataban de convencer a Ulises para conducirlo a un destino fatal, pretendían convencer a los tripula...

 The Hole A thousand years had passed since astronomers discovered it, and that hole had always been there. It was a black cavity on the surface of Saturn. During all those years, they had seen that the hole devoured everything that appeared in its vicinity. In addition, he changed position with extraordinary ease. Finally, an expedition to the planet, equipped with all the mental force measuring devices, including an event trapping system, was going to discover its secret. El agujero Habían pasado mil años desde que los astrónomos lo descubrieran, y aquel agujero siempre había estado allí. Era una cavidad negra sobre la superficie de Saturno. Durante todos aquellos años, habían visto que el agujero devoraba todo lo que aparecía en sus proximidades. Además, cambiaba de posición con una facilidad extraordinaria. Por fin, una expedición al planeta, provista de todos los aparatos medidores de fuerzas mentales, incluido un sistema atrapador de eventos iba a descubrir su secreto.

Neglect He was careless for an instant and a feeling fell to the ground and broke. It wasn't just any feeling. He knelt down and began to pick up the countless bits scattered on the floor. A day passed and another day. A year passed and another year. And it happened to pass by the one who sees everything, and knowing that he would still have to be many years to complete his work, he took pity on him and asked him. "Is that feeling that has broken you so important?" "It is my mother's, which has been with me since she died and is the food of my soul to continue living". The one who sees everything gathered the pieces that were scattered on the ground and gave them to him. -It is my wish that this feeling continues to be part of you and that your soul feels protected until the end of your days. Descuido Se descuidó un instante y un sentimiento se le cayó al suelo y se rompió. No era un sentimiento cualquiera. Se arrodilló y empezó a recoger los incontables tro...

The D ream of Time You think you exist, but deep down you know that you do not — that you never have, and never will. Your existence is not real, because you are nothing more than an instant in the dream of time. El sueño del tiempo Crees que existes, pero en el fondo sabes que no eres, que nunca has sido ni jamás serás. Tu existencia no es real, porque no eres más que un instante en el sueño del tiempo.

Elysium Mons The ship came to rest gently on the arid soil of Elysium Mons, located at the coordinates 25 N, 213 W, of Mars. The duration of interstellar travel required entire families to embark to ensure that young crew members could replace the older ones in due course and thus ensure the success of the missions. On an experimental journey through the galaxy, the ship approached the solar system and established contact with the Interplanetary Brotherhood on Earth. In fact, there was a close collaboration between the different beings that inhabited the planets and satellites of the galaxy to preserve harmony and proper functioning between them. In collaboration with the Near Space Unit of Planet Earth, they managed to find out that the little boy, confusing Mars with Earth, tried to see his friend, whom he had met on his previous trip. They found his little green body in one of the folds of the ground. No one could explain how the little boy had left the ship without anyone or the se...

 Iguanodon One rainy day, an iguanodon stumbled across a Higgs boson. He was surprised by that coincidence, especially considering that their universes were very different and that time passed differently for them as well. As both had the gift of communication, the iguanodon paid its respects to the boson by bowing its head, to which the boson responded by taking off his hat. Everyone knows that on rainy days the bosons are prone to getting cold. Our iguanodon, who inhabited the Earth a million years after humans had disappeared, had studied their behavior and knew that they hadn't behaved well with the bosons. In the particle accelerators, they had been isolated so they couldn't communicate. In fact, the disappearance of the human race was a consequence of the revenge of the bosons. For all this, the iguanodon felt a certain sympathy for the bosons and expressed it to the Higgs boson. The boson thanked him for his gift and invited him to visit his world. At that moment, the do...

 Caged in My Feelings It all began the day I was born. My mother gave birth to me in the sea. As I emerged from her womb, the sight of the aquamarine waters and the powerful taste of the sea became forever engraved in my consciousness. The scent of salt and the endless presence of the ocean have never left me—not until today. My father held me by my feet and turned me upside down. My brain rebelled, and in that instant my conscious self became forever entangled with my subconscious in an Oedipal struggle that lasted until the day my father died. Afterwards, I was forced to fight countless battles in a hostile and merciless world. Years after my father's death, my beloved mother succumbed to a long and painful illness, leaving me utterly alone. Whenever life conspired to exhaust the little strength I had left to survive, the aquamarine sea and its salty breath returned to comfort me. At the bottom of the sea, among the turquoise waters where I had been born, I always found the peace...

Tenderness She was happy. Until her daughter was born. She loved her more than life itself. She cherished her. Protected her. Cared for her until she became a little woman. Yet she never allowed anyone to see her for all those years. But she knew that, from then on... she would no longer be able to protect her. Sweet, sensual lips revealed flawless, immaculate teeth. Her skin, soft as silk, awakened in her mother an endless tenderness. She had a beautiful face. Were it not for one incomprehensible anomaly. Nature had made a mistake. Her eyes, of infinite blue, had been born upon her forehead. Two thick folds of skin covered the empty sockets. And one single question kept returning to her mother's soul. Why? Ternura Era feliz. Hasta que nació su hija. La quería más que a su propia vida. La mimó. La protegió. La cuidó hasta que se convirtió en una mujercita. Sin embargo, nunca permitió que nadie la viera durante tantos años. Pero sabía que, a partir de entonces... ...

Time and Eternity I wandered through Eternity, and without realizing it, I came to the place where Time lives. When I entered, Time asked me about her friend Eternity. Eternity has always been separate from Time, but Time adores it. He spares no effort to get her attention, but Eternity, undaunted, ignores his claims, knowing they will never be together. El tiempo y la eternidad Deambulaba por la eternidad, y sin darme cuenta, llegué al lugar en el que vive el tiempo. Cuando entré, el tiempo me preguntó por su amiga la eternidad. La eternidad siempre ha estado separada del tiempo, pero el tiempo la adora. Éste no escatima esfuerzos para que ella le preste atención, pero la eternidad, impávida, ignora sus pretensiones, sabiendo que nunca estarán juntos.

Other Worlds World Government laws were very clear on this: any accident resulting in death would be sentenced to link the author to the family of the deceased, for whom he would work for the rest of his life. The driver got out of the car and was horrified to discover the limp body of someone, most of whom remained under the car, a tenth-generation Tesla. The torn suit was revealing part of the arm that protruded from under the side of the left front wheel. A small puddle of a green liquid spread slowly soaking up the tire and advancing towards the sidewalk. He had run over an alien. He still did not know that the alien was a diplomat from the 2A System, in charge of negotiations between the World Government and the representatives of his System to establish an economic collaboration agreement. Panic seized him. He walked a few steps and lost consciousness, falling into the puddle of green liquid. He woke up in the hospital. A Government Delegation was waiting to explain his situatio...

The Game of Chess 1 After three hundred years and endless moves in which the mastery of both contenders was manifested, Almanzor achieved checkmate. Alexius, annoyed, asked him for time to inform his people of the new world order. When the news spread around the world, the families of the contenders on both sides were happy, especially because thousands of combatants killed in combat would resume their lives, which would pass through other spaces and times as if nothing had happened. Pope Urban ll reacted energetically, reproaching Alexius 1 for the foolishness of his decision, refusing to admit the change in course of world history. La partida de ajedrez 1 Después de trescientos años y un sinfín de jugadas en las que se manifestaba la maestría de ambos contendientes, Almanzor consiguió el jaque mate. Alejo, contrariado, le pidió tiempo para informar a su pueblo del nuevo orden del mundo. Cuando la noticia se extendió por el orbe, las familias de los contendientes de ambos bandos se al...

  The Game of Chess Al-Mansur advanced White's right bishop to challenge Alexios I Comneno's black knight. It was a timeless game that took place in the center of the Universe. The two men had followed each other through time, though only in the singularity of the collision of two space-time structures had allowed them to meet face to face. Al-Mansur had learned of the existence of Alexios I in his travels in the future, and challenged the Byzantine emperor to rewrite history, so that if Al-Mansur defeated him, the first crusade would not take place, thus choosing one of the infinitely many. different futures for history. Alexios I Comneno, sure of his triumph, did not hesitate to accept that matchless challenge. La partida de ajedrez Almanzor avanzó el alfil derecho blanco para desafiar al caballo negro de Alejo I Comneno. Era una partida atemporal que tenía lugar en el centro del Universo. Los dos hombres se habían perseguido a través del tiempo, aunque solo en la singulari...

Other F utures During a trip to Gujarat, India , where I sponsor a young boy, I was invited to attend his coming-of-age ceremony. I travelled alone. Although my wife had offered to accompany me, I persuaded her not to. I thought the journey would be long, exhausting, and far too uncomfortable for her. It was a decision I would soon come to regret. When I arrived at Indira Gandhi International Airport, a man was waiting for me holding a sign bearing my name. His taxi wound its way through the bustling streets of New Delhi before leaving the city behind and entering a dimly lit neighbourhood on its outskirts. I found it surprising that anyone would hire a taxi to take me to my sponsored child's home, especially considering the poverty in which his family lived. Everything around me carried an unsettling air. His father came out to greet me and welcomed me warmly into a house that contained little more than a few pieces of worn furniture. Waiting inside, however, was a Sikh dressed in...