Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

  Discovery Proxima Centauri b fue durante mucho tiempo el planeta deseado por los científicos para establecer una base experimental fuera del sistema solar. El astronauta abrió la escotilla que permitía salir al vehículo oruga. Lentamente, ocupó su asiento y dio la orden de que el vehículo se dirigiera al suroeste, una posición cercana al montículo Domne. Los sistemas de identificación y seguimiento habían detectado la existencia de un objeto semienterrado que parecía ser una especie de tablón. Al acercarse, la pantalla presentaba la imagen de una superficie lisa en la que se distinguían las letras QR parcialmente borradas. El astronauta dio la orden de desplegar el brazo articulado y con extremo cuidado se desenterró aquel extraño objeto. Para su sorpresa, era un estandarte de las legiones romanas con la inscripción SPQR (Senatus Populusque Romanus). Era una prueba de la existencia de planetas replicantes en un universo en contracción. La vieja teoría de Wegener que predice la et...

  Breathe Actually, I don't know how I got here. This is a warm place. Sweet. I hope, but waiting is kind. I also don't know what I'm waiting for or how long I've been here. Unexpectedly something pushes me I don't know where. I'm going through a kind of tube that narrows, but something pushes me to continue moving through that tube. After a while of suffering, my head comes out of the tube into a space that is foreign to me. Strange sounds reach me, screams from the one I will later recognize as my mother. With difficulty, my right shoulder comes out and a minute later, my left shoulder. Finally, the rest of muy body leave that tube and feels the cold of the new space. Someone turns me on my stomach and suddenly my lungs receive the saving air. Breathing for the first time. In the room they hears my crying and everyone is happy and congratulates each other. Breathe.   Respirar En realidad, no sé cómo he llegado hasta aquí. Este es un lugar cálido. Dulce...

 Things of the Soul One day a special thought arose in a gentle brain. The thought was hungry and she thought about going out to buy a sandwich. As she was crossing the street she realized that she had left her keys at home. Fortunately, he had his mobile phone in his pocket. As it was a subtle, soft and loving but long lasting thought, to ask for help he could only get in touch with very few thoughts, those that were like him. So he called a feminine thought and asked her to put him up at his house until he got the keys back. The feminine thought happily offered her his house. Then the thought was happy during those days and offered the best of his soul to the other thoughts of that brain and furthermore also gave the feminine thought his heart. Cosas del alma En un cerebro amable surgió un día un pensamiento especial. El pensamiento tenía hambre y pensó en salir a comprar un bocadillo. Cuando estaba atravesando la calle se dio cuenta de que se había dejado las llaves en casa. Afo...

  Manfish In general, I am very lucky. My home is a small grotto on the seabed off the coast of Sensilis. My children have grown up very well. Although one of them was captured by a fisherman who immediately took pity on him and returned him to the sea. That has been one of the most terrible episodes I have ever experienced. However, some time ago I noticed with concern that the left gill was losing scales. Two days later, where the scales were, human skin began to appear and is now spreading throughout the body. The fins are developing into limbs and I often have to come to the surface to breathe. And I begin to think that nothing human is going to be foreign to me. Pez humano En general, tengo mucha suerte. Mi casa es una pequeña gruta en el fondo marino cerca de la costa de Sensilis. Mis hijos se han criado muy bien. Aunque uno de ellos fue capturado por un pescador que, inmediatamente se apiadó de él y lo devolvió al mar. Ese ha sido uno de los episodios más terribles que he vi...

Innocence and Sin Crouched among the wheat fields, the devil weaves a black cloak of dark shadows. He keeps a close eye on his victims, the unwary who populate the stark shores of the Styx. When they try to approach Charon's boat, he mercilessly wraps them in black shadow that light cannot penetrate and carries them away, to bring them back to life. This is the worst punishment to them. In an oversight of Satan, a child runs towards the boat and avoiding the thick shadow, jumps into Charon's arms. He manages to grab one end of the shadow and pulling it hard strips Satan naked, allowing a thousand suns to illuminate the new dawn. And Satan, helpless, reduces himself his size, until he becomes an invisible point. La inocencia y el pecado Agazapado entre los trigales, el diablo teje un negro manto de oscuras sombras. Vigila de cerca a sus victimas, los incautos que pueblan las orillas descarnadas de la laguna Estigia.  Cuando se tratan de acercar a la barca de Caronte, los envuelv...

Fragile He went to the cave of hell and came back. He had realized that nothing was the same anymore. The sunsets were not of fire, and the gnomes with their cold and distant cries, did not let hear the trill of the birds. the fragrances of yesteryear had turned into foul odors reminiscent of smoking missiles crashing to the grTund. He felt fragile. Frágil Fue a la gruta de los infiernos y volvió. Se había dado cuenta de que ya nada era igual. Los atardeceres no eran de fuego, y los gnomos con sus gritos fríos y distantes, no dejaban escuchar el trino de los pájaros. las fragancias de antañose hbaían convertido en pestilentes olores que recordaban a los misiles humeantes estrellados contra el suelo. Se sentía frágil.

  Deadly Mistake Without crying, he walked away down that dark corridor. He left the zinc coffin behind. There will be no more suns that illuminate his days, nor caresses that give his soul peace.   Error mortal Sin llorar, se alejó por aquel oscuro pasillo. dejó atrás el ataúd de zinc. Ya no habrá más soles que iluminen sus días, ni caricias que le presten a su alma sosiego.