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 on 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 still don’t understand you, old Richard, what does that have to do with the fact that my beloved went off with a mobster, and that she is pregnant, maybe by me? -I 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, I’ll 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 unquestionable, 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 the 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 noisy wind that hit the houses like the waves on the beach, the young Luis met the beautiful Luisa, even by name they seemed to 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 than 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 be 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.”