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The Translator (I)

No one can imagine that currently living in the year 3214 of the Christian era; there are still professions such as mine. My work is a mixture of intuition and science. I'm an archaeologist. And as it is also an activity that is not without surprises, I never thought that I would find a finding of biblical magnitudes. In one of my work visits to Jerusalem, a Palestinian friend told me that...

Added 18 Oct 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 51 | 1 Comment


Christmas was never one of his favorite celebrations. The reunion of all, the children's uproar, the inevitable tensions between the members of the family, made him stand guard in the face of those “special” days. His sisters, married to a banker and a construction worker, had brought him seven beautiful nephews, and when the family reunies, the coexistence become an ordeal. However, this...

Added 15 Oct 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 60 | 3 Comments

Reflections on the monster

I have to seek the help of a psychiatrist. My job requires being in permanent tension, and that is taking its toll on me. I am single, and I work in stock exchange, and my working days are eternal, frequently they last for more than twelve hours. I am accumulating a good amount of money, but my health is being affected by that. Sometimes it appears without warning. I am so calm and zas!,...

Added 08 Oct 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 3 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 66 | 3 Comments


Chaos, that's what I found in the company when I got back from a work trip. The secretaries were on a sit-down strike, the salesmen had practically abandoned their duties, the counselors and commanders had succumbed to despair, and the production line had dropped its performance by more than fifty percent. I announced clearly my instructions before I left for the two-week trip to the Far...

Added 07 Oct 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 71 | 1 Comment

A matter of honor

It was a matter of honor. He fired first and failed. The face of joy of his opponent contrasted with the grimace of despair that reflected his features. As the Napoleon adviser, he should be far from here, at Versailles, waiting to be received by the Emperor. In an instant, his mind remembered the events that had given rise to this duel. Nothing mattered anymore. He had never wanted his...

Added 04 Oct 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 2 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 75 | 2 Comments

The store room

Spirits are prone to inhabit parts of the house that are not respectable. They occupy the storeroom for example, where there is a thousand mysterious and useless gossip, among which is my marriage. I get along very well with those spirits, impregnated with those old things. When I have time, I go up to the attic and chat with them. They tell me about their experiences, about the souls of...

Added 03 Oct 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 161 | 1 Comment

The small blanket

The small blanket Eight years she turned last week. Cheerful eight years, her innocent life full of dreams. One fateful day in November, one morning on the way to school, she was daydreaming when it happened. Someone came looking for me to tell me. Without knowing how I reached out to the abyss and the black darkness enveloped my soul. I put her blanket over part of her body, the...

Added 02 Oct 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 107 | 4 Comments

Gobdrum the wise

An apprentice of sage visited Gobdrum to ask him what were the secrets of wisdom. Gobdrum lived in a cave, an obscure place that very frequently was visited by the beings of the forest. A tunic was the only clothes he wore, and his long white hair contrasted with the darkness of his skin. The magician, free from all human weaknesses, was dedicated to answering the questions of everybody...

Added 01 Oct 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 75 | 1 Comment

It is very cold out there

In the terminally-ill cancer patient area of one of Houston's hospitals, a man listens attentively to what an ill person laid on his bed confesses to him. “My son, Al-Andalus has always been my home, outside of Al-Andalus the soul feels very cold. Today is the fourth day of the week of the first month of the Hegira year of 1439, corresponding to Christian calendar of February 27, 2017....

Added 30 Sep 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 120

Samarkand and Alexander

Arrian, the biographer of Alexander the Great, says: ... and Alexander said to Samarcanda: “I will conquer you as a lover conquer his lover. I will fill you with luxuries and riches, and your existence will be known all over the world, for your beauty and your treasures.” And Samarkand responded with silence. Because she knew, that many of her people would die or expelled from her womb,...

Added 27 Sep 2017 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 123

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