Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

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...

Alison 2 Alison surrendered to the evidence. The proof was irrefutable. Napoleon had hidden interests that she did not know how to decipher. She recalled that when he taught classes, it was said that he belonged to an esoteric sect segregated from the Rosicrucians, which had ties to extreme right-wing groups. At last the meeting began. Napoleon began the interventions by assuring that the cybersecurity team was preparing to unmask the author of the information leak, since he had recordings as incriminating evidence. There was an expectant silence in the room and the projection of the recording began. It showed Alison feverishly pounding on the keyboard at four in the morning at her workplace. By keeping track of what Alison was typing at the time, she made clear her authorship. Then Alison discovered that she had a double personality and that in one of them she was a delinquent. Alison 2 Alison se rindió a la evidencia. La prueba era irrefutable. Napoleón tenía intereses ocultos que no...

 Fireflies and Light Worms The sunset on Mars was spectacular. We had booked a room at the Experience Hotel, a building strategically located at the foot of the western slope of one of the Olympus Mons mountains. As night approached, millions of multicolored lights stretched along the hill. Fireflies and light worms competed in their slow ascent to crown the top. It was a spectacular image. A unique moment was transformed into a tragedy when suddenly, the sky was flooded by carnivorous little stars that pounced on those miraculous little lights. In a few moments, the darkness perched on that multicolored carpet. Two tears escaped from the eyes of my dear woman cyborg companion. Then was when I learned that machines also feel. Luciérnagas y coquitos de luz La puesta de sol en Marte fue espectacular. Habíamos reservado una habitación en el hotel Experience, un edificio estratégicamente ubicado al pie de la ladera occidental de una de las montañas Olympus Mons. A medida que se acercab...

  My Machine and I From a few days ago my machine carelessly wander through the spaces of my mind and through the rooms of my house. There is no loophole left to hide myself. Until recently, my machine did all the work, only turning to me when it ran into some insurmountable concept or problem, which happened a couple of times a year at most. It was in charge of giving the appropriate orders to all the electrical appliances, so that she kept the house clean, and the menus it cooked were exceptional. She took care of my rest, answered the calls from the office, filled out the income statement and kept track of expenses in general. Needless to say, it also did my office job, through teleworking. A few days ago, as I said, my machine started behaving strangely. And I think it was as a result of a visit from a girl friend whom I invited to eat and with whom it behaved exquisitely. However, immediately after my guest left, the machine started doing strange things. I called the sel...

  The place that I live The place I call home is filled with blue pastries and the scent of quince. It opens every morning to the song of gentle caresses. It is tender and elusive at the same time. The place I know longs for the place I dream of, for the thought that lingers on the edge of the impossible. Strawberry cake, the fragrance of roses, and rosy skin. Twilight and rooms filled with the scent of cinnamon. The place I call home is you.   El lugar que habito El lugar que habito tiene las pastas azules y desprende un olor a membrillo. Se abre cada mañana al canto de las caricias. Es suave y escurridizo al mismo tiempo. El lugar que conozco anhela el lugar soñado, ese pensamiento que se asoma al filo de lo imposible. Pastel de fresas, olor a rosas y piel rosada. Penumbra y estancias llenas de aroma a canela. El lugar que habito eres tú.

  Intermediary and Original There are intermediary words. They do not name the essence of a thing directly. Instead, they help us move, through reasoning, from one truth to another. They are useful constructions, but constructions nonetheless. And sometimes they can obscure the truth so completely that, instead of helping us understand a thing, they prevent us from seeing it clearly. How can we recognize an intermediary word? Consider two of the oldest words we use to name our perceptions: space time We might call them original words. But do they really correspond to direct perceptions? Space is determined by light. Time is determined by memory. Without light, there is no space. Without memory, there is no time. So perhaps space and time are not the original words after all. Perhaps the original words are: light and memory . Intermediarias y originales Hay palabras intermediarias. No nombran directamente la esencia de una cosa. Nos ayudan, mediante el razonamiento, a pasar de ...

Saturday It was Saturday. The school was closed, but someone lived in nursery classroom 7. He was always there, even if it was Saturday. From her desk at the end of the classroom, the little blonde-haired girl looked at the blackboard and remembered the laughs and jokes of her classmates. Thirty years have passed, and the girl is still there every Saturday, looking at the blackboard and remembering with nostalgia her feelings from her childhood. She does not remember very well how it happened when time stopped for her. Every year, for thirty years, the students of classroom 7 of kindergartens know that someone accompanies them when they are there and surely, that someone lives there forever.   Sábado Era sábado. La escuela estaba cerrada, pero alguien vivía en el aula 7 de la guardería. Siempre estaba allí, incluso si era sábado. Desde su pupitre al final del salón de clases, la pequeña rubia miraba la pizarra y recordaba las risas y bromas de sus compañeros. Han pasado tre...