Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

  Where I Come From "I think I come from where the breeze is born, near the sea, from where feelings are born, near the heart, and above all from where my love for you is born, which fills my soul." De donde vengo Creo que vengo de donde nace la brisa, cerca del mar, de donde nacen los sentimientos, cerca del corazón, y sobre todo de donde nace mi amor por ti, que me llena el alma.

The Edge Now my life is almost full and my death almost empty. That was what I thought after leaving the operating room. Although I confess that at times death came to have a sweet taste, almost ambrosial, I was grateful that it passed through my life on tiptoe and fleetingly. Even so, death had time to gather all the memories of my loved ones who came to comfort me in what seemed to be a pleasant reception to their world. But unexpectedly a bright light interposed itself and led me back to places where I lived my childhood and finally dazzled me in the spotlights of the operating room. El filo Ahora mi vida está casi llena y mi muerte casi vacía. Eso fue lo que pensé después de salir del quirófano. Aunque confieso que en algunos momentos la muerte llegó a tener un sabor dulce, casi ambrosíaco, agradecí que transitara por mi vida de puntillas y fugazmente. Aún así le dió tiempo a reunir a todos los recuerdos de mis amados seres que vinieron a reconfortarme en lo que pareció ser una agr...

Silhouettes In this new version of the world we are all silhouettes. After the eruption of the volcano, the pyroclasts have impregnated everything, so that there is no longer anyone recognizable at first sight. The skin has been covered forever with that gray ash that makes us all the same. The throat can only emit unintelligible sounds and the eyes have become accustomed to the intense red of the atmosphere. Siluetas En esta nueva version del mundo todos somos siluetas. Después de la erupción del volcán, los piroclastos lo han impregnado todo, de manera que ya no hay nadie reconocible a primera vista. La piel se ha cubierto para siempre de esa ceniza gris que nos hace a todos iguales. La garganta solo puede emitir sonidos ininteligibles y los ojos se han acostumbrado al rojo intenso de la atmósfera.

 Put me in my cradle! He spread his little arms and plump legs as he laid his face down on the bed. He was smiling. He had just turned three months old. As I turned to head for the bathroom, a metallic voice said: put me in my cradle! I turned around quickly and the baby's lips repeated: put me in my cradle! The horror of him overcame me. I looked at him in disbelief at what was happening. He was still smiling. I was terrified, and an infinite revulsion prevented me from approaching him. Then, leaning on his little arms, he sat up in bed and a hoarse laugh came from his throat. Then the baby began to cry uncontrollably and stretched out his arms for me to pick him up. He touched me and I hugged him with all my love. Nothing like this ever happened after that horrific experience. ¡Acúname! Extendió sus bracitos y sus rollizas piernas al dejarlo boca abajo en la cama. Sonreía. Acababa de cumplir tres meses. Cuando me dí la vuelta para dirigirme al baño, una voz metálica dijo: acúname...

  Balmoral The souls that flanked that dazzling and serene white spirit asked the lords of the night if that path led from the gates of Balmoral to the spaces destined for the immortals. The lords of the night, silent witnesses of history, agreed. The procession continued on its way, but unexpectedly, the spirit retraced her steps. Balmoral was too important. So he decided to give up the spaces of the immortals and eternally inhabit the places of his memories of her. Balmoral Las ánimas que flanqueaban a aquell deslumbrante y sereno espíritu blanco, le preguntaron a los señores de la noche si aquel camino conducía desde  las puertas de Balmoral a los espacios destinados a los inmortales. Los señores de la noche, testigos mudos de la historia, a sintieron. El cortejo siguió su camino, pero inesperadamente, el espíritu volvió sobre sus pasos. Balmoral era demasiado importante. Así que decidió renunciar a los espacios de los inmortales y habitar eternamente los lugares de sus rec...

The awakened mind To have the ability to ignore the idea we have of others because of the part of them we always see and to change our idea of them taking into account what we did not see of them. La mente despierta Tener la capacidad de ignorar la idea que tenemos de los demás por la parte de ellos que siempre vemos y cambiar nuestra idea de ellos teniendo en cuenta lo que no veíamos de ellos.

Vulvur Incident. Star time 1439-12 A hundred million kilometers from Vulvur, to the starboard of our ship, a huge object appeared out of nowhere and threatened to crash into the ship. When the collision seemed inevitable, the object disappeared. We believe that this was an erroneous maneuver on the part of the object. In the surroundings of the star Vulvur, twelve hundred cataloged spaces coexist, independent of each other. Each ship or object is assigned a specific space-time for its flight. The object must have left its coordinates and invaded our space-time. Fortunately the object has corrected its presence and has returned to its space-time. Incidente Vulvur. Tiempo estelar 1439-12 A cien millones de kilómetros de Vulvur, a estribor de nuestra nave, un enorme objeto surgió de la nada y amenazaba con estrellarse contra la nave. Cuando la colisión parecía inevitable, el objeto desapareció. Creemos que se ha tratado de una maniobra errónea por parte del objeto. En el entorno de la est...