Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

The Fountain Every morning, as he passed the fountain, he stopped for a few moments and became oblivious to everything around him. From a window, a little Japanese girl watched him attentively, and he aware that she was watching him. So day after day, year after year. He grew old, and the little Japanese girl became a beautiful young woman. One day, they met in the street. Their glances met and she suddenly asked him: "Why do you stop every day in front of the beautiful fountain on the corner?" "One day, my wife died at the foot of that fountain. Every day, one of the nymphs in that fountain brings me news of her. Thus, every day, she gives me a reason to live, and every morning I find in her words the love she has always given me." Moved by that love story, two tears welled up in the young Japanese woman's eyes, which he hastened to wipe with a handkerchief. From that day on, he confided in her about his life with his wife. From that day on, they...

Udo The strange silhouette was drawing itself on the orange background of neon lights. The newcomer was surprised by that appearance and did not want to continue contemplating it. So he closed his eyelids tightly and began to pray. Someone spoke very slowly in his ear: "Don't you know Udo? Udo is burdening with the weight of the souls of the people of this town and of those who visit it, and his figure is transformed depending on the soul that he burden in each moment. He's carrying your soul right now. He can barely walk and looks grotesque and disgusting. That's who you are. Think about how you're going to ease their suffering. What are you going to do?" The newcomer knelt, and as he gazed at the grief of the strange creature, his eyes filled with tears. So much so that he could barely see how the strange creature was transformed into a being of wonderful light, reflecting the feelings of compassion that filled the newcomer's soul in that...