City in gloom | Micro story

in #literature5 years ago

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Malik Earnest

  Swiftly was falling that night in that time of uncontrollable voices, unheard of realitys and doumbfounded reasoning, the steps of the passersby were accelerating constantly, they will have to probe with their own hands and guess with insecure steps the path. Their view was dying down at the same time that the daylight, the faces were unreconoceable they were turning shadowsly, the city was entering entire gloom.

  The streets were lunge with silence and darkness, inviting the well known unknown, weilding the morbid unrelief of threatening those that desperately accelerated their steps to get on the refuge. The sighting of a few unrelief ones bring the untrust that was impregnating the curves of each block, so, there was no more option that being on the center of the streets, turning the sight to every possible side in a abrut way, altought nothing could be seen, than a sporadic light of an opportune car.

  The discord and disagreement was balancing between the compulsive talkers, in their tries of understanding the desperate of the sanity and the experimential order assembled years back. They were insolent auguries, that popped in the air and fall like dew above the unfortunate lovers of the hope.

  A woman was babbling the plea for her forgiveness, her hands were tied to the hip, and even if she tried avoid it, soon was going to fall on knees to the pavement, her plea would be then a loud cry, without fear, without embarrassment, without any hope of going back were she has come from, prey of the loneliness and her piercing cold.

  That's how life was going, that's how days were on this land of immeasurables unfortunates ones, just being an miserable bet in which only the perverses one won, where the gullibles pretend victory and where the others simply with stealth were escaping the inclement misfortune.


Steve Halama

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Sounds like where I live...

Muy buen relato, crudo y realista , felicitaciones

It's a good story and it works almost perfectly. Some parts give the impression of a translation, like you were written the story in another language first (maybe Spanish) ant it shows. But, it's the only detail to consider. Congrats.