egged heat the crickets singing monotonously to a full moon, and every 28 days, shone in all splendor. In the street listening to children, as every summer. In the distance a radio repeated the song mercilessly fashion while the television was recovering some series already issued. El Corte Inglés
corticolous spread its back to school. Valladolid was preparing for the holidays while some libraries are filled with students again overwhelmed by the September exams. City works collapsed while many dreamed of ever seeing their team play football, basketball, handball ...
He, like every night, picked up a book, opened it and flew. He ate crickets routine while chanting monotonously to a full moon, and every 28 days, waking splendor shone all the werewolf ... AYG
Victor
Gutiérrez Sanz
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