Short stories of a long journey

Category: 02 The treasure

  • A pause

    It seemed that the outsider had an insatiable and voracious thirst that lay on the brink of becoming bottomless, for he grabbed the bottle of moonshine, and quickly, he proceeded to pour himself another shot. Simon placed more orange slices on a clean, new plastic plate, placing it in front of the foreigner, with a…

  • Of the sunrises

    “Maybe on fewer occasions, but I have also contemplated the sunrises, when the world is only a promise… and everything is possible.”    The stories                In Spanish                How to buy          Facebook

  • Of the landscapes

    “Of the landscapes, I’ve seen them all. The sunsets when the sun delivers itself into the night, and the surroundings are bathed in multi-coloured lights.     From the mountains and from the coastal plains.”    The stories                     Spanish                 …

  • Of women that fall in love and fall out of love

    I’ve seen more than one woman as she falls in love,   according to the convictions and customs they have for that, and also, according to what part of the world they live in.   And more than once, I have seen women fall out of love,   also according to the beliefs and the traditions…

  • Of the women

      I have seen many colours of women.   Wearing dark black faces and while others have white faces. With very beautiful features to easily admire and features that take away your sleep at nights. I’ve seen how they dedicate their lives to so many and diverse things: some cultivate flowers and others cultivate men.…

  • I have seen the women

    I have seen many colours of women   I have seen lands where they like to grow immensely fat and heavy as they accumulate a wealth of pounds to their body through years of heavy eating.  I’ve also seen them so slender and so skinny that it would appear the food does not get to those…

  • Silence in the saloon

      The foreigner was momentarily thoughtful as he stood, gathering his thoughts, while slowly sipping his beer. More than half of the night’s gathering had stood from their tables, gathering in a half circle around the bar, also quiet and pensive, as they noiselessly observed the traveler.   The priest had already installed himself on…

  • Of the smiles and of the laughter

    Of the affairs of men I’ve seen more than my share:   I have seen them laugh with cinnamon faces or skins so fair that you can see through them     I have heard them shout and cry in unpronounceable languages, over such matters that I found even more difficult to understand    …

  • About where they carry their dead

    “Of things of men, I’ve seen more than my share, their houses and their customs, and in the way they dress or not dress at all.”       “Of their churches and the things that they believe that they contain. Where they take their dead and the ways they say farewell, and also about…

  • About the things of men

      These last words caused a general sigh that spread through the bar, followed by an avalanche of comments. Meanwhile, Simon, the bartender, refilled his moonshine shot glass, without stopping to ask hin before. They all watches as he drank it in on go before he continued.     “Of things of men, I’ve seen…