She always had so much horizon in that look ...

Siempre tuvo tanto horizonte en esa mirada...

And so, the fly fell in love with the spider. ...Ohhhhh, boy.

Y la mosca se enamoró de la araña. ...Ohhhhh, carajo.

Their love did not make sense. The greatest loves never do.

Su amor no tenía sentido. Los amores más grandes jamás lo tienen.

Only she could see the dragons fly. So they were flying only for her.

Solo ella podía ver a los dragones volar. Así que ellos volaban únicamente para ella.

Give me a good reason, he challenged her. And she smiled.

Dame una buena razón, la retó él. Y ella sonrió.

Bound to the Sky She was bound to the sky, since the day she was born. Araceli, they called her. A beautiful girl. Promise made flesh, a gift from above. Whoever knew her, loved her. Eyes large and deep,

The girl was alone, seated under a tree... Shadow Games are small dark stories with adult themes, slightly twisted or fantastic, but with a deceivingly cute aesthetic and featuring children. Do you dare

La niña estaba sola, sentada bajo un árbol... Juegos de Sombras son pequeñas historias oscuras y con temáticas adultas, misteriosas, ligeramente torcidas o fantásticas, pero con una estética engañosamente

The old man is sitting over the shore, on the stony ground. He observes with a tired face the big lake that surrounds his island. Yes. He owns an island. His name is Julián Santa Ana. He lives in Xochimilco,

El anciano está sentado a la orilla, sobre el pedregoso terreno. Observa con rostro cansado el lago que rodea su isla. Sí. Él es dueño de una isla. Se llama Julián Santa Ana. Vive en Xochimilco, una delegación

The child walks through the path of hell. Another little step. Another one. He is bleeding. His clothes are covered in dirt and he feels a sharp pain in his side. His blond hair is disheveled and dirty.

El niño camina la ruta del infierno. Otro paso. Otro. El pequeño está herido. Sangra. Tiene la ropa llena de tierra y un dolor agudo en su costado. Su cabello rubio está desaliñado y sucio. Su padre y

The little girl asked for her mommy to be back. Santa Claus broke into tears

La niña pedía a su mami de regreso. Santa Claus rompió en llanto.

The artist, old and impoverished, trembles with rage when writing. Author of more masterpieces than anyone could remember, the immortal Michelangelo is disappointed about his life. And he writes one of