Twilight's Flash Fiction / Relatos cortos crepusculares

    The Old Flesh Suit He was awakened by the familiar shrill sound of the old clock. He got up ready to win that day, which the previous night seemed to him would last forever. At that moment he remembered when he came to Earth with a single purpose: to coexist with humans and report reports to his superiors. It was the time of Cyrus the Great, which is currently thirty centuries old in the 23rd century. And it seemed like he had arrived yesterday. He put on the meat clothes that he had worn since that time and left the house without looking back. It was his last day on Earth. Those meat clothes had worked a miracle: he felt like a human and now it was difficult for him to abandon everything that he had experienced for thirty centuries. He had experienced human history as one of them, although immortal. His metal frame had remained hidden and so it should be until he boarded the spaceship that would take him back home. He did not count on the long spaceship that hit his mini ...

  The Return Trip When I arrived at the inner part of me, there was nothing. I tried to return to my known part, but it was impossible. So, since that happened, I feel being but I at the same time feel am not. I have lost everything except the words. The magic of words.   El viaje de retorno Cuando llegué a mi interior, no había nada. Intenté volver a mi parte conocida, pero fue imposible. Entonces, desde que eso pasó, siento que soy pero al mismo tiempo siento que no soy. Lo he perdido todo excepto las palabras. La magia de las palabras.

 Zero Space And in an instant it happened. Sipping my morning coffee, I began to notice pressure in my right eye that immediately increased and spread throughout my body. As an engineer specializing in Cosmology, he had studied the theory of zero space, but it had not found acceptance in academia. The forces that maintain the existence of space become unbalanced and space begins to close on itself and ends up disappearing. That was happening to me, my face began to narrow and my limbs snaked, losing their rigidity and shrinking and trying to communicate with my brain, but they couldn't...   Espacio cero Y en un instante ocurrió. Saboreando el café de la mañana, empecé a notar presión en el ojo derecho que inmediatamente aumentó y se extendió por todo el cuerpo. Como ingeniero especializado en cosmos, había estudiado la teoría del espacio cero, pero no había tenido aceptación en el mundo académico. La fuerzas que mantienen la existencia del espacio se desequilibran y el...

  Encounter And the alien asked the farmer about the crops he had in his fields. The farmer, perplexed by the stranger's appearance, thought he was someone going to a costume party. He hesitated for a moment about the answer and in the end decided to explain the details of the crops. He did not know that his abduction was very close. Absorbed in his detailed explanations, he did not notice the spaceship that was silently approaching the vicinity of his winepress. Everything happened very quickly. He felt nauseous and had the sensation that the ground was opening up at his feet. When he woke up, an endless expanse of unknown plant crops awaited him. He was wearing a kind of space suit and on the distant horizon he could see the incredible image of two enormous suns, each one illuminating that immense space with a different light. But, what was far in front of him? But, what was far in front of him? In some way his winepress was there. Someone had brought to this distant planet his l...

ChatGPT’s answer to the question: Could I have your opinion about this flash fiction piece?: Title: Shadow During the night, I went to the cemetery to accompany the spirit of my recently deceased wife. Sitting at the edge of the grave, I talked to her and remembered the last moments we lived together. At first, I thought I saw something moving in the distance. Intrigued, I tried to identify it. A few moments passed and that began to take shape. It was a shadow. It was a shadow cast by the moonlight. Suspicious and maintaining distance, that black shape greeted me timidly with a wave of its hand. For an instant, terror seized me. Slowly, I tried to walk away toward the exit but to increase my despair, two other shadows blocked my way a few meters away. I plucked up my courage and ran to the massive iron gate that I had left ajar. When I reached the height of the shadows, I looked at the ground and I could see my shadow going through them without any impediment. When I left the cemet...

 Shadow During the night, I went to the cemetery to accompany the spirit of my recently deceased wife. Sitting at the edge of the grave, I talked to her and remembered the last moments we lived together. At first, I thought I saw something moving in the distance. Intrigued, I tried to identify it. A few moments passed and that began to take shape. It was a shadow. It was a shadow cast by the moonlight. Suspicious and maintaining distance, that black shape greeted me timidly with a wave of its hand. For an instant, terror seized me. Slowly, I tried to walk away toward the exit but to increase my despair, two other shadows blocked my way a few meters away. I plucked up my courage and ran to the massive iron gate that I had left ajar. When I reached the height of the shadows, I looked at the ground and I could see my shadow going through them without any impediment. When I left the cemetery, under the moonlight, I ran a long way and then tried to sit down to recover my strength. It ...

 We Are Made of Time Time is the only thing we have and don't have. When you understand that time is yours, you start to control it and not allow it to control you. When you savor every moment without the time disguised as obligations enslaving you, you are the king.   Estamos hechos de tiempo El tiempo es lo único que tenemos y no tenemos. Cuando comprendes que el tiempo es tuyo, empiezas a controlarlo y a no permitirle que te controle. Cuando cada instante lo saboreas sin que el tiempo disfrazado de obligaciones te esclavice, eres el rey.