The red path by which Roman walks in the light shines the rising sun. Iridescent glow that burns your retinas, and for a moment feel the anxiety of not having a goal, not having a place to go. Heard in the distance the call of a rooster early riser, and after a few meters, observed a thick trail of earth, signal the beginning of a civilization that, although small, retains all the charac ; STIC home. The wake is generated by the fun of two young men who forget all the sufferings of life, same as in Roman had worknsformado in deep wounds unhealed. Land, Ambassador childish happiness, goes directly into the eyes of the unfortunate wanderer, raising tears of protection in the same manner as in the past he shed tears of sadness and despair. He opened his eyes sees a rooster chasing a hen, which also raise land. Apparently it is the prelude to the dance of perpetuation.
And so begins his short time in that town. Roman's life is the way, he does not belong anywhere, but all at once. Feels that the town is home to more chickens qeu people, as their incessant crowing is present in every corner and, contrary to this, the people completely devoid of human sound. Go the distance to an old woman looks strong but certainly tired, and goes to her.
"Look who lacks pa meat flesh, poor man, if I were Nah, you, I would tragao all my chicks, but I'm fucked and I do not need more meat, vice versa, I have to go by my pa pocito sleep. Roman hears the words of the old without much attention.
"Well, I would have killed his cock stripper, but pa which, if not who is going to give more chicks. In addition, I have no hungerand chicken, my hunger you can not satisfy any food. But now that you mention, if I have really hungry, do not you have something to eat pa breast? Apparently the old lady did not understand very well these words. Probably his senility had worn for years and their ears and head. "My name Gumersinda
Marimar, but tell me Gumi, and tell me all my Wives. But they also say the heart of the hens, if for ay Nah, you hear, is that people think I can talk to the chicks. And apart in hoarse as hen nights, if I saw so many times my husband Obdulio Manifesto complained that noise, and the village doctor & I podacute, with signs of human life, his eyes suffered a mishap of some kind. After a fleeting moment of incoherent thoughts, go to a bar in the distance within which echo a lot of male voices and dialogues, poems real ejidatario machismo. Roman feels that the atmosphere inside is very hot, so I decided to enter in order to get rid of their sorrows.
Once having entered a building so old, Roman is surprised to see that the place only one person, another elder. His face is so aged, his wrinkles are many and as fine as spider websmotion! Do not you believe that jovenazo, I have incontinence. That said, the chickens come running the place, leaving only the elderly and Roman.
- As you walk, if all the people of this village is touched! What happened to this place?! Peres
-boy, if only we know and it comes screaming as Jack to his house. Sit here in this armchair, although the hell has the time, still resist heavy weights. If Nah, you see, the Cow Tencha sat here all afternoon, and look at Nama, and not completely finished fucking. My name is Theophilus Protasio of allber, if Nah, you see, was the most traded on the bailongos. But after he met Don Obdulio Manifesto, a relative of the governor of the state, which had a load of fighting cocks, and married him. Obdulio say you borrowed money to convince the governor to be her husband. And they were married but never had huercos. Ah but yes, chicks had many, many, chingos and fuck chicks. Man, it overflowed out the window. One is left dumbfounded, and say there in the big town. And since you do not understand what was happening, green, until the commander to see what Ursula was quiacute; simo more. He does not understand what is happening, can not see the truth clearly. It is as if trying to see a fish in a bowl made with very opaque windows. But he reassured the fact of knowing, if only a small indication, Gumersinda the past, and probably some clue to what happened to the people. Forearm was constantly tweaking to make sure that you are actually awake, and also cover their ears to listen no more of that infernal cackling gallinaceous, thanks to which his ears and his mind began to recede. He yawns a moment and close your eyes. For the position of the sun on the celestial sphere, it would seem thatat that time is 5 pm. Gumersinda think that if right, must leave the village before dark, or at least find a reliable shelter. Chooses the second option because of their interest in more people is such that you can not afford to leave. Walk
a narrow callezuelas of this little town, and to his surprise, it seems as if the area had more vitality: the degree of conservation is much higher than had seen before. The way he sees a white house, in contrast to the adobe houses, which are mostly in the street. Despite that nobody responds to your touch lcounterbore, to realize that the house is empty, because they perceived the sound of a piano. Open the front door. I could have sworn that the noise resulting from this action is heard in the block, but truth is there in the sound if it is unable to fulfill their role whistleblowers? Furthermore, there are still heard these intolerable called aviaries. Roman around the house, which is surprisingly well-dressed and exudes an air of pre-eminent culture. Listen struck by the beauty of the sound of the piano ballad is the fourth of Frederic Chopin, performed in a manner so subtle that probably the author himself would never have imagined.
After touring the bowels of the house finally comes to the piano room. Faced with the complete piano white, sits a beautiful young black wavy hair. Surprised, she stops playing the piano to see Roman. Suddenly the young man begins to speak hurriedly and in a slightly altered.
"Oh, I've left the door open, a thousand pardons if you were knocking on my door, but you see, it is thought that no one round the streets lately, but always be cautious. Occurs immediately, displaying the privileged class of which it comes.
"My name is Ana Bozena de las Nieves. A pleasure, good Carambare. Romans admired her long, white hands, carved by the beautiful piano of his skin color and its name. Everything in the room is so white, that for a moment think Roman is somewhat ironic that their existence. However, in a corner of the room is something that catches your attention: a large glass vase filled with chicken eggs. Do not miss a second question about the origin Ana of those eggs.
"Those eggs are my greatest treasure, though not golden eggs, the price is so high for me that nobody can buy, and I can not sell me, if I sell the eggs, it would be like selling my soul, strip me of myselfto, forget all my memories. These eggs are my future, my salvation, and his absence is my downfall. They are the greatest gift you have given me.
- And who gave them?
-Manifest. Of these eggs would be born fighting cocks save us from ruin. But why, why did it happen that way? It was his fault, as well as the newcomer. Since I can only hope that these eggs hatch, and hope that my beloved Manifesto reborn in one of them. What is reborn in one of them? These statements seemed very strange to Roman. Adem & aacute, s, and note that such eggs have long been stored, and think it is impossible for any of these hatches. However, do not intend to kill the delusions of Anne With this response, apparently noticed that she did not live in reality. She continues with her story.
-5 years ago, the revolutionary forces came to town. Manifesto then, my fiance, I was unfaithful to Gumersinda, lived under the same roof, slept in the same bed. The governor did not approve of their relationship because he knew I was his bride. However, tricked Manifesto, stole a large sum of money and trsee how far the house, around which there is a flock of chickens. You hear a cackle intense, and all together they hit the door in an incredible way. Román is on and at any moment is completely surrounded by them, feels like all you push your feet. After struggling a bit with the door, gain access to the house. Pushing on your feet avoid, as much as I would like, you can back. The floor of the house is fully upholstered in white and brown colors. Roman looks inside the house and finds Gumersinda lying in bed, making a peculiar sound. The sleepless, and reproached Gumi:
- Why you let theTada a full week, no one wanted to feed my chickens, they were super-duper hungry. And what happened was like man, Bozena Anna came into my house while I slept, and made a way with corn kernels, from the front door to my habitaciónya my bed. Huerca it gave me a necklace made of the same beads on the neck, and let in Goliath, cock my husband's favorite. That cock was no comparison, if you saw, was a champion. They said there that his peak was as sharp as a razor. I have always sleep very heavy and I did not realize it when the chicken pecked me neck. Cu