Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

  The Empty Table Every morning, as he had done for so many years, he rose with the quiet joy of knowing he would have breakfast with her. She always waited for him in a small, secluded café in the city centre, not far from his home. He stepped inside wearing the smile of someone about to meet the person he loved. The empty table tightened around his heart. Someone had to tell him, as they had every morning for the past year, that she would not be coming back. Then, for a fleeting moment, he remembered that she was dead. Slowly, almost unable to walk, he made his way home to wait for the next morning. La mesa vacía Cada mañana, como desde hacía tantos años, se levantaba con la ilusión de desayunar con ella. Ella siempre le esperaba en una recoleta cafetería del centro, cerca de su casa. Entró con la sonrisa de quien va a reunirse con su amor. La mesa vacía le encogió el corazón. Alguien tuvo que decirle, como cada mañana desde hacía un año, que ella no volvería. Entonces recordó, s...

Someone Someone proposed a fabulous deal to him. A million euros later, he found despair waiting for him, sitting in front of his door, and without asking for permission, it settled in his wallet, never to leave again. Alguien Alguien le propuso un negocio fabuloso. Un millón de euros después, encontró a la desesperación esperándole sentada frente a su puerta, y sin pedirle permiso, se instaló para siempre en su cartera.

Descartes and the Whole I had always admired Descartes’ legacy: the idea of dividing a problem into parts in order to understand it better. However, I had to live through an extraordinary experience to discover that this principle is not universally applicable. The whole can be more than the sum of its parts. The hybrid cyborg industry began to develop in 2030, following the revelation of the existence of alien beings and the subsequent coexistence and collaboration with them. It was they who introduced the first hybridization techniques. Thirty years have passed since then. The evolution of these systems, together with their growing ability to undertake increasingly complex projects, led to an exponential growth in their production and deployment across countless environments and activities on Mars. But that is not what matters. My brother and I founded the company in 2030. Six months ago, he died from a strange virus. Among his final wishes, he stated that he wanted his organs to rem...

Where the Waves Disappear Life is sometimes a solid rock, sometimes water. As we move toward twilight, it becomes more like water: elusive, fluid, touched by the gentle movement of the waves. And within that movement, old longings begin to reveal themselves, but now in peace, as though they had become part of the landscape, as though they no longer belonged to us. And when, at last, the waves disappear into a small, secluded cove, movement ceases, and stillness softly calls us to rest. It is then that infinity comes to visit, and the gentle face of life’s meaning allows itself to be seen. READ · WATCH · REFLECT READ — Read Where the Waves Disappear in English and Spanish. WATCH — Explore the visual interpretation of the story. REFLECT — Discover more stories, images and reflections. Donde las olas se pierden La vida es a veces una sólida roca, a veces agua. A medida que se avanza hacia el crepúsculo, se vuelve más agua: inasibilidad, movimiento acariciador de las olas. Y ...