Me dejaste pensando

En aquella época, el futuro remoto era algo indefinido, no sabía qué nombre dar a mis vanas ilusiones. Solía estar sola, deambulaba por calles interminables, y cuando se levantaba el viento me sentía como la hojarasca. Contemplaba el cielo estrellado, deseando saber si habría alguien en algún lugar del mundo encaminándose hacia mí. Era como la luz, que va de una estrella a otra. Luego apareciste tú. Y después nos separamos. Esperábamos la juventud, pero nos equivocamos el uno con el otro.

This is the story of a feather that one day is lost in flight. A strong wind caused it to fall to the ground, in the thicket among mud and stones. But falls aren't always as bad as they appear...

This study intends to demonstrate the organic unity of imaginary time in Cervantes' Quixote as the source of its poetic significance, and to show that the fundamental design of the novel is based on a structure of convergences and synthesis that express the narrative's temporality in imaginary forms.

Claudio is convinced that his father doesn't listen to him, but it may actually be the other way around. This well-narrated story will make the reader reflect on selfishness. Text copyright 2004 Lectorum Publications, Inc.