Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

Nap Surprise me. Play with me before you take a nap. That nap that allows you to open a hole in the real world and reach the shore of the immeasurable. But first, let's play those games of ours that start at the edge of the bed, and continue on Pakistan's soft rug. And always, when you return from your nap trip, I look forward to the descriptions you make of the places you visit. The intensity of your gaze when, hypnotized, I dedicate all my attention to you, makes me lose the sense of what surrounds me. Finally, and after going through the endless corridors of your mind, your gods and your exotic places, I caress your face again and make an offering to the god of the gods for allowing me to have you. Siesta Sorpréndeme. Juega conmigo antes de dormir la siesta. Esa siesta que te permite abrir un agujero en el mundo real y alcanzar la orilla de lo inconmensurable. Pero antes, juguemos a esos juegos nuestros que comienzan en la orilla de la cama, y q...

Solmium In a grotto in the Himalayas, under a small slab, I hid the secret that will allow you to live forever. You must go there alone, and when you enter the grotto remember that you have to pronounce the sacred words.... My immortal nature comes from the stars. Through thousands of eons I have come to understand the secrets of the multiverses. Get up and make the secret yours! Spread this truth to all those who want to hear it, and claim the right to immortality that this universe offers you! Solmium guessed a deep sadness in Alomn's eyes. Both knew that Alomn had lost many of his relatives in the Himalayas. Solmium could be everywhere at the same time and visit the past and the future at will. "You must return to the Himalayas. I'm there now, too." "It is very difficult to revisit the places where I lost my family." Solmium En una gruta de los Himalayas, bajo una pequeña losa, oculté el secreto que te permitirá vivir etern...

Despiértame Despiértame si me duermo, no quiero que mi alma me culpe luego de perderse lo que tu alma le dice, lo que tu alma siente. Wake Me Up Wake me up if I fall asleep, I don't want my soul could blame to me after her get lost what your soul tells her, what your soul feels.

Cockroaches He slipped into the white sheets envelope with his brain full of cockroaches, toads and snakes. It was the consequence of the bad life he led. However, as he entered the envelope he slipped gently into a slow, warm and amiably sonorous universe until he fell asleep. It was the place with no place, it was time without time. The cockroaches turned into chrysalis and then into luminous butterflies of infinite colors. The toads in fabulous beings that gave him self-confidence, and the snakes turned into blue dragons, capable of taking him to the furthest away from the galaxy in the blink of an eye. Sometimes, throughout the day, when someone tried to inoculate cockroaches into his brain, he would remember that state and try to explain why it happened, so that he could experience it during the vigil. He never found out. What he observed some time later was that this state began to manifest itself during the hours of twilight shyly, and grew and grew until it occupied all...

The ring I'd never been able to go down to the basement alone. I was afraid of it. I had just turned nine years old when, on a cold, rainy and sad winter morning, I was awakened by strange noises coming from the basement. I was home alone. From bed, I concentrated as hard as I could to identify them. I've never heard anything like it. Then, over the years, I could try to describe them as if someone with their fingernails or the claws of an animal would be scratching a door. That strange experience lasted only a few minutes. I didn't leave the bedroom until my father came home at noon. My mother had died a year earlier. As he known I was fearful, I didn't tell him anything about what had happened to me, but from that day on I tried not to stay home alone. Forty years have passed and today I return to my parents' house, which I inherited from my recently deceased father. I have left the country where I have been living for many years and I intend to live i...

Drops  Among the millions of raindrops of that day, a drop of blood crashed into the ground. And then came others and others, until dyeing the wet and defenceless sand with crimson red. Millions of frightened eyes gazed at the scene, helpless. Drops of rain and hot blood, fighting between them to conquer space and time. Bullfighter's and bull's blood, together, like sisters. Death in the  plaza filled of water. Water and blood, blood and water. Gotas Entre los millones de gotas de lluvia de aquel día, una gota de sangre se estrelló contra el suelo. Y luego vinieron otras y otras, hasta teñir de rojo carmesí la mojada e indefensa arena. Millones de ojos asustados contemplaban la escena, impotentes. Gotas de lluvia y sangre caliente, luchando por arrebatarse el espacio y el tiempo. Sangre de torero y de toro, juntas, hermanas. Muerte en la plaza de agua. Agua y sangre, sangre y agua.

I already know you have died I know you have died because you visited my dreams tonight. Because you told me so yourself. You also told me you're okay. I already know that you are well because that change of state is very familiar to me, since, I don't know how, I have developed the ability not to forget my previous existences. The truly miraculous thing is that we are eternal, and we eternally change our existences to other worlds, but we unfailingly return, as in a wheel and in certain periods of time, to this place of this universe. The passage through each world has its own memory, and to be able to penetrate into all those memories and keep them present at all times is our task. In this way we will be able to avoid mistakes of the past. Ya sé que has muerto Sé que has muerto porque esta noche has visitado mis sueños. Porque tú misma me lo has dicho. También me has dicho que estás bien. Yo ya sé que estás bien porque ese cambio de estado me resulta muy ...