A Love In Dark Times

Those were ancient and dark times, at the dawn of the world where nothing was as it is now, and other kinds of beings populated our forests.

But my lord, how old can it be, if there was no observer?

Perhaps it is true, however, sometimes knowledge is captured in the landscape or even in the wind itself.

Another problem is that past civilizations did not have good ways of preserving knowledge as we have now.

The problem is that we always think we are the center of the universe, maybe there have been more advanced peoples and our scientists have copied them, that's why they don't say invent, but discover, just as our civilization that is based o oil can collapse when it runs out, some mega-people could have been erased from the face of existence by exhausting their resources leaving only arid land as a vestige.

-I sill don't understand you, old Richard, what does that have to do with the fact that my beloved went off with a mobste and that she is pregnant, maybe by me?

1 understand your discomfort, my dear Mike, I don’t want you to think that I'm making fun of you, I just don't want to bother him, but this story that reached my ears like a rhythmic knocking, has something to do with yours and it can be of help to you.

Well, Il make you a deal, you tell it, while I uncork these bottles of drink, in my belly, to see if first these or your words are finished.

I'll make you a deal, only I'll help you get rid of these beggars too, cheers!

-all for her, all for the most beautiful, all for the bottle, all for the best, all for love!

“The story is centered in a small town where the old customs were so deeply rooted that they were already unquestionab precisely for this reason the two protagonists of this story had a hard time, although their love was a throbbing hurricane that seemed to be engrossed to sweep away any obstacle that stopped it, very soon it was dilapidated by injustices, dogmas and even more serious, some very dark things that fortunately are now extinct and only a slight presence remained in myths and legends, some of them distorted, perhaps there are still some of these creatures camouflaged in the real world, perhaps they themselves are the ones who were responsible for romanticizing their races or make them perish into oblivion, however, our couple with little in their favor and much against, in the end they achieved their goal, perhaps not in the best possible way, but, well, not all endings can be happy, moreover we do not know if the “and they lived happily ever after” of the fairy tales is real or if it was just a cut to avoid including what would come later, perhaps t prince became a wolf king who took a thousand consorts and perhaps the princess became a bitter witch because she discovered that she did not fall in love with the man, but with the crown, perhaps the stories do not end, but they can become jokes, so to the rhythm of drums that intoned empty melodies, on a moonless night, of lightning if rain and a no wind that hit the houses like the waves on the beach, the young Luis met the beautiful Luisa, even by name they seemed be predestined to be together, they were like two magnets that attracted each other, the young Luis with light brown hair he was almost blond, a little more than blond, but he was a little more than blond, He was almost blond, a little taller th those of that village and with well developed senses like his hatred with which he could hear the soft cries of her asking for help, because the squall had raged with the house where she lived with her parents and her 10 siblings, I know it will hard to believe that a windstorm damages a house, but his father made a ranch with some cans and wood that he found around, giving them the status of temporary, which he never changed for bricks but for drunkenness, with all that he dedicated to his vices he could have bought a mansion on the beach. Well, let's resume, he heard her screams for help, which caused him to run without thinking to help her like any good gentleman, finding that gloomy scene where she struggled unsuccessfully trying to lift some debris from where other screams and cries came out as if the old cans had come to life.

He ran without asking, helped her to lift the debris and discovered that they did not weigh much and therefore this tend girl did not possess any strength and more importantly under those ruins were some bodies struggling desperately to survive except for the two largest ones who seemed to be sleeping soundly, I take them out of there the most complicate thing was to wake up the parents who when exhaling conscience threw an anesthetic vapor, verifying my theory of their unbridled and exabrupt expense for a legalized and vainglorious evil, the mother when seeing this spectacle screamed li a madwoman and the father almost hit Luis believing that this was the architect of his tragedy, but at the same time Luis tried to calm her parents explaining them the situation, Luis heard how from the forest something very big was. approaching very strong, knocking down trees, however, no steps could be heard, -maybe it was an avalanche, he though anguished, which led him to make a massive effort to get them out of there, guiding them to his house to serve as shelter for the night.

Another thought came to his mind, perhaps his father would be moved to let them in, since he resented Luisa’s parents f their vulgar behavior, for living from fight to fight and their profane and blasphemous lexicon, I believe that they even invented words to insult their neighbors, being in this reflection he was surprised by that which approached collapsing what was left of the ranch, glimpsing his eagerness to evacuate the zone and succeeding in his heroic act with that family although a shout of Luisa just put seasoning to the dark night environment, since from the chest of the noble Luis a jet o vital liquid gushed, apparently that wave like a dry wave reached him to hurt him with something that resembled a claw.