Hispaliterario 10 / Los renacidos del pantano - The reborn of the swamp [Eng-Esp]

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Los renacidos del pantano

Y fue all铆 en un caser铆o inh贸spito donde ocurri贸 lo que jam谩s nadie pensaba podr铆a suceder... Este lugar estaba muy apartado de la ciudad donde habitaban pocas familias en el sector, era el ambiente perfecto para todo aquel que anduviera en b煤squeda del contacto consigo mismo.

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El caser铆o estaba rodeado de monta帽as con riachuelos un pantano y abundante vegetaci贸n. Muy cerca hab铆a una peque帽a y acogedora casa habitada por el se帽or R贸mulo, hombre solitario por libre convicci贸n, al que muy poco se le ve铆a por esos parajes excepto cuando abr铆a la puerta para recoger los v铆veres que llegaban cada 15 d铆as.


El resto del tiempo siempre estaba dentro de su humilde casa con modestas comodidades donde viv铆a con su compa帽ero de vida Candelario, un gato angora tan pasivo y dormil贸n como su pap谩 humano. El se帽or R贸mulo padec铆a de Agorafobia su aversi贸n por los espacios abiertos le causaban estados de p谩nico y ansiedad, quedando as铆 tras la muerte de su amada esposa y partida de su hijo a la ciudad.

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Una tarde mientras tomaba el caf茅 se asom贸 por la ventana mirando al horizonte, el cielo encapotado anunciaba una fuerte tempestad, ya hac铆a falta la lluvia para refrescar el ambiente. Enseguida se percat贸 en cerrar todas las ventanas, puerta y s贸tano acomod谩ndose en su mejor sill贸n para pasar esta tormenta con tranquilidad.


La Tormenta oscureci贸 todo el recinto y la poca luz que hab铆a se apag贸, quedando todo a oscuras, el se帽or R贸mulo desde su acogedor sill贸n pens贸 donde habr铆a quedado Candelario. Con poca visibilidad dentro del hogar no encontraba la llave para abrir la puerta y mirar si su amigo andaba por all铆 cerca de la entrada ya que tras llamarlo dentro de la casa no se encontraba. Se empez贸 a inquietar mir谩ndose m谩s encerrado que de costumbre, fue hacia una de las ventanas para abrirla y el cerrojo no funcionaba sin poder ver nada afuera.

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El se帽or R贸mulo al verse m谩s encerrado empez贸 a sentirse ahogado. Instintivamente comenz贸 a seguir su intuici贸n dirigi茅ndose a la cocina buscando la linterna que no ten铆a bater铆a, record贸 que all铆 ten铆a unas velas y yesquero con la que logr贸 encender y dar luz al recinto, esto le dio un poco de tranquilidad, pero quedando preocupado ante la desaparici贸n de su amigo.


Al asomarse por la ventana todo segu铆a oscuro, y no escuchaba nada m谩s, con la luz de la vela logro dar con la llave, teniendo mucho temor de abrir la puerta, pero necesitaba hacerlo para saber de Candelario鈥 se llen贸 de valor y tembloroso logr贸 abrir la puerta, derram谩ndose sobre 茅l un gigantesco alud de lodo que penetr贸 por la entrada de la casa, unos segundos despu茅s escucho una explosi贸n de vidrio que proven铆a de su habitaci贸n y sala, cuyo suceso lo impuso a huir de su vivienda.

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El se帽or R贸mulo quedo impactado ante tal hecho natural reaccionado r谩pidamente d谩ndose cuenta que estaba fuera de la casa a oscuras sin se帽ales de vida. Sent铆a morir y m谩s aun pensando que algo le hab铆a pasado a Candelario su 煤nico amigo, sinti茅ndose sin fuerzas ni valor para poder buscarlo.


All铆 estando fuera de su vivienda se encontraba envuelto de miedo, pese a esto logr贸 dar unos pasos cuya motivaci贸n fue salvar su vida y encontrar a su amigo. Tembloroso logr贸 andar mirando a lo lejos unos ojos brillantes y un maullido familiar, 茅l entre sollozo llam贸 por su nombre a su Gato y al cabo de unos segundos Candelario salto sobre 茅l鈥 esa tarde casi noche ambos deambularon por el pantano de aquel oscuro paraje hasta llegar a la ciudad.

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Este suceso natural fue un gran sosiego y despertar para el se帽or R贸mulo quien tras a帽os hu铆a de la tristeza encerrado en su hogar, hoy en el patio de la casa de mi hijo, al aire libre respiro y disfruto la pureza de la naturaleza, el amor me hizo huir de mis fantasmas, tengo una familia y un gran amigo con quien renac铆 del pantano.

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The reborn of the swamp

And it was there in an inhospitable hamlet where it happened what nobody thought could ever happen... This place was very far from the city where few families lived in the area, it was the perfect environment for anyone who was in search of contact with himself.

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The hamlet was surrounded by mountains with streams, a swamp and abundant vegetation. Nearby there was a small and cozy house inhabited by Mr. R贸mulo, a solitary man by free conviction, who was rarely seen in those places except when he opened the door to pick up the groceries that arrived every 15 days.


The rest of the time he was always inside his humble house with modest comforts where he lived with his life companion Candelario, an Angora cat as passive and sleepy as his human father. Mr. Romulo suffered from Agoraphobia, his aversion to open spaces caused him states of panic and anxiety, remaining so after the death of his beloved wife and the departure of his son to the city.

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One afternoon while he was having his coffee, he looked out of the window looking at the horizon, the overcast sky announced a strong storm, the rain was needed to refresh the atmosphere. He immediately closed all the windows, the door and the basement and settled into his best armchair to spend this storm in peace.


The storm darkened the entire room and the little light that was there was turned off, leaving everything in darkness, Mr. Romulo from his cozy armchair thought where Candelario would have been. With little visibility inside the house he could not find the key to open the door and see if his friend was around near the entrance, since after calling him inside the house he was not to be found. He began to worry, looking more closed in than usual, he went to one of the windows to open it and the lock did not work without being able to see anything outside.

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One afternoon while he was having his coffee, he looked out of the window looking at the horizon, the overcast sky announced a strong storm, the rain was needed to refresh the atmosphere. He immediately closed all the windows, the door and the basement and settled into his best armchair to spend this storm in peace.


The storm darkened the entire room and the little light that was there was turned off, leaving everything in darkness, Mr. Romulo from his cozy armchair thought where Candelario would have been. With little visibility inside the house he could not find the key to open the door and see if his friend was around near the entrance, since after calling him inside the house he was not to be found. He began to worry, looking more closed in than usual, he went to one of the windows to open it and the lock did not work without being able to see anything outside.

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Mr. Romulo was shocked by such a natural occurrence and reacted quickly, realizing that he was outside the house in the dark with no signs of life. He felt like dying and even more thinking that something had happened to Candelario, his only friend, feeling without strength or courage to look for him.


There, being outside his house, he was surrounded by fear, despite this he managed to take a few steps whose motivation was to save his life and find his friend. Trembling he managed to walk looking in the distance at some bright eyes and a familiar meow, he between sobs called his Cat by name and after a few seconds Candelario jumped on him ... that afternoon almost night both wandered through the swamp of that dark place until they reached the city.

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This natural event was a great relief and awakening for Mr. Romulo, who after years was fleeing from sadness locked in his home, today in the courtyard of my son's house, in the open air I breathe and enjoy the purity of nature, love made me flee from my ghosts, I have a family and a great friend with whom I was reborn from the swamp.


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