Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

WF-98765 and Light I'm going to try to explain what happened to me a few days ago while walking in the park. I was wrapped up in my thoughts about relativity, and a basic experiment came to mind. Let's imagine two extraterrestrial observers traveling in their interstellar spaceships and moving relative to each other. The ships have dimensions of three hundred thousand kilometers and in their ends they have installed some electrical devices. These devices, located at the ends of the spaceships, are designed in such a way that when they touch the respective devices of the other ship, they emit wave fronts in all directions. One of the spectacles that light offers us is the contemplation of inertial systems. But light and matter are beings of a different nature. If it were not for light, we could only discover an inertial system when we hit it. But light, by illuminating objects, allows us to see them and to know their position. And that is the problem. Let's see it: ...

Tom and Lilith Ever since they started their adventure, there was a girl in the group who made Tom nervous. When he talked to her, he couldn't find the words to express himself, his pulse accelerated, and he couldn't think. He looked like a fool in front of her. Although they were always living in darkness, when he had the chance to see her, everything was transformed around him. Her big eyes to see in the dark, a tiny mouth, a perfect nose. The moments when he could see her were moments of sugar. But now, at an unimaginable distance from her, something told him that she was in danger, that he had to save her from some imminent danger. Tom y Lilith Desde que iniciaron su aventura, había una chica en el grupo que ponía nervioso a Tom. Cuando hablaba con ella, no encontraba las palabras para expresarse, el pulso se aceleraba, y no podía pensar. Quedaba como un tonto delante de ella. Aunque siempre vivían en la oscuridad, cuando tenía la ocasión de verla, todo se ...

Blue Stones The desire to have blue stones to compose the path of the stars. Pilgrims crossing the Milky Way, and you, you drawing the dawn sky to meet them. Blue stones and pilgrims are all you need to climb infinity. Piedras azules Ganas de tener piedras azules para componer el camino de las estrellas. Romeros cruzando la Vía Láctea, y tú, tú dibujando el cielo del alba para encontrarte con ellos. Piedras azules y romeros, son todo lo que necesitas para escalar el infinito.

Smile I was going down the subway stairs and someone disguised as a Joker offered me a card. I hesitated for a moment, but his wide smile convinced me and I took it. I began to read it and was struck by the first sentence: "I'm sorry I have to do this". I couldn't read anymore. A painful sting made me bring my hand to my abdomen, as I felt a thick, hot liquid slide between my fingers. I woke up in the operating room and something on the surgeon's face looked familiar. I had seen that smile before and it made me experience a strange sensation. It was him. I waited for him in the parking lot where he left his car and killed him. Days later, the postman brought me a certificate home and his smile had something... I had no choice but to murder him, because I was sure it had been him. Then the same thing happened to me with a bus driver. So I've been chasing the Joker for several months and I don't know when I'm going to find the real culpr...

The Alchemist The alchemist, in a moment of rest, was walking quietly through the garden. Seeing the beauty of those flowers he thought that his work of turning metals into gold was a trifle. He would never know how nature manages to create so many wonders, and how it has created us so that we can contemplate them. He was working in a multinational company that was in charge of many things. Heiress to the old Google, she had extended her activity to the manufacture of electro cybernetic components that used gold profusely. The robot industry, present everywhere, was being one of the main activities of the company. Suddenly he realized that one of the robots was watching him. A cold sweat ran over his body. He knew that the reports sent by the robots could lead to his being fired, and being fired meant dying of hunger and loneliness. The robots had long since taken control of almost everything. Worried, he returned to the workplace wondering what would happen. He was not al...

Patroclus And Patroclus returned from the dead to accompany Achilles. Because there are forces hidden to the living that can defeat death. These forces are present in the instants of the transit and snatch the breath, to take it to a new dimension. These forces are born when feeling is created and grows and evolves, and these vortices envelop the body and soul creating an impassable barrier to death. Patroclo Y Patroclo regresó de la muerte para acompañar a Aquiles. Porque hay fuerzas ocultas a los vivos que pueden vencer a la muerte. Esas fuerzas están presentes en los instantes del tránsito y arrebatan el hálito para llevarlo a una nueva dimensión. Estas fuerzas nacen cuando el sentimiento se crea y crece y evoluciona, y esos vórtices envuelven el cuerpo y alma creando una barrera infranqueable a la muerte.

White roses He was going to visit his wife. He brought a match to the bouquet of white roses. The petals opened and fell on that path flanked by millenary trees that was leading him to what, until a few days ago, had been his home. When he reached the door, the bouquet had died, but the universe was not going to allow him to write fate. Inexplicably, when his wife opened the door for him, beautiful white flowers was adorning the bouquet. Rosas blancas Iba a visitar a su esposa. Acercó una cerilla al ramo de rosas blancas. Los pétalos se abrieron y fueron cayendo sobre aquel sendero que flanqueado por árboles milenarios conducía a la que, hasta hacía unos días, había sido su casa. Al llegar a la puerta, el ramo había muerto, pero el universo no iba a permitir que él escribiera el destino. Inexplicablemente, cuando su esposa le abrió la puerta, unas hermosas flores blancas adornaban el ramo.

Silence Among the secret folds of your silence, there are hidden words that you did not let escape. The mirror in which you looked at yourself broke your image, and fleeting thoughts, captured in white canvases, sketched your present, which is the absence of my future. Because of your unreachable state, the roses bleed, the aquamarines weep, and the emotioned waves break over your narrow receptacle. Black habits encircle your inert body, and the lilies around you, like an insurmountable border, keep you alone, unattainable. Silencio Entre los secretos pliegues de tu silencio, se esconden palabras que no dejaste escapar. Rompió tu imagen el espejo en el que te mirabas, y pensamientos fugaces, plasmados en blancos lienzos, esbozaron tu presente, que es la ausencia de mi futuro. Lloran las rosas por tu presente, sangran las aguamarinas, y rompen las olas emocionadas sobre tu estrecho receptáculo. Negros hábitos ciñen tu cuerpo inerte, y los lirios en tu derredo...

Pluto The spaceship crashed into Pluto's ground. Someone cried on Earth. Someone who had put his dreams in the hands of one of the crew. Someone who went to Pluto to recognize the corpse, and there stayed with him to fulfill his dreams. Plutón La nave se estrelló contra el suelo de Plutón. Alguien lloró en la Tierra. Alguien que había puesto sus sueños en manos de uno de los tripulantes. Alguien que fue a Plutón a reconocer el cadáver, y allí se quedó con él para cumplir sus sueños.

Something Felt Wrong That Morning Previously published as “Spectrums”. A good breakfast helps me face the day with courage — especially when the coffee is strong and perfectly made. The waitress greeted me kindly, as she always does, and placed before me a cup of very hot coffee with milk and a freshly baked croissant. . That morning, I found myself watching a lady who had taken a seat not far from mine. As I observed her, something began to take shape beside her — an image identical to her own. The spectral double rose slowly from the chair. It walked toward me. It sat down at my side and whispered: "I'm in love with you. I'm not leaving you for anything in the world." It is a wonderful presence.  We live together now, and since that morning we have never been apart. When I see that lady at breakfast, I sometimes wonder how she manages without her spectrum. Aquella mañana algo no iba bien Publicado anteriormente como “Spectrums”. Un buen desayuno ...