LADY OF THE CANYONS
Monday, March 23, 2009
What Rashes Like Ringworm
A Pep had killed the mountain. Silently, slowly had been absorbing the last drops of life left to him, until he die altogether. That was what I had down there, at the foot of the mountain where everyone seemed to be afraid of that huge monster that towered over their heads. Only the shepherds were afraid to climb the hillsides during the spring and summer, when fresh grass was beginning to dwindle in the vicinity. But then, as they said, with the forest must be careful because it is very treacherous, claiming the lives of some foolish, as Pep, who disappeared after a night of storm and lightning that lit up the sky their sparkle. Below, Sisca said his prayers and asked God in prayer that her fiance returned safe and sound. The Sisca
had unwittingly foot sweep an autumn afternoon, as newly cut wood available on both sides of the chimney. It had been her older sister, without giving more importance, was silent and went to clean the other side of the house. The Sisca had been asked a thousand times if what we had was true or, as the skeptics say, were only superstitions. But we know that the common people is very suspicious, and Sisca did not want to be alone, so a good day he left, advised by your mother, to the city, where a beautiful church by the river where he could pray to San Antonio for days and nights. After three months, Sisca returned to the village, with fevers that caused him tremendous delusions. While whispers aseaban said he had seen the Virgin herself appeared on the banks of the creek, so I was forced to stay in bed for several weeks. However, after a month the fever subsided, and Sisca, but was very impaired, could begin to walk again. When asked about the virgin who had seen the bank of the creek, Sisca merely shrugged, saying he did not remember anything. As happened a few days her cheeks began to regain its color, and black eyes glowing, beautiful as never before had. His smile seemed to take another look different, and everyone was watching, to the amazement and fear, wondering if he had really been praying, as proclaimed, or had made a pact with the devil.
What is certain is that in his seventeen years the Sisca and claimed a number of sick men who, not without feeling anxious, she had to refuse. He feared that, having pleaded not stay alone anymore, God was angry with her for resisting all offers of marriage. But the day that still fall in love Sisca was to come: it was the day that Pep came to town.
By some chance of fate, the pastor, who came from a village not far away, was lost because of torrential rains had devastated much of the road and vegetation near the creek, making it difficult and challenging themselves task of guiding a huge flock of sheep. His father was a pastor too, had said, but this year a flu had attacked him so that he had no choice but to send the boy alone. And here, without knowing exactly how things happen, the Sisca, who came to wash into the stream, he came face to face with those blue eyes motionless, looking for something in yours. The Sisca, embarrassed, ran to his house, where he was imprisoned for three days and three nights of heavy rain. She was afraid of that feeling that had run its stomach when crossed with the strange young man, and wondered what would it mean. But on the fourth day, when it was still dark, something hit the window of his room. Lazy, the Sisca went to open, thinking it would be, the son of a neighbor, as always, making mischief, when he scared to death to see the face appear Pep, smiling.
- Hello - said the young man. - I'm leaving at dawn.
- Ah - answered The Sisca spellbound.
- still have not told me your name.
Silence gripped the lip of the Sisca. I knew it was wrong, very wrong, and that God would punish them for being carried away by her instincts angrily ordering him to kiss the stranger with whom he stumbled upon returning from the stream.
- Sisca. My name Sisca.
And so the young people began a long talk through the window that lasted until dawn. With the first light of dawn, Pep was lost in the horizon with his flock, and Sisca stood, alone and confused because I knew what it was that oppressed his chest so hard. But Pep if she knew it, and liked to fall asleep in the light of the moon as I remembered, like a dream that I would not wake up. His thoughts were with him every day, and sometimes seemed to want to extend the hours, waiting to become infinite in which he could not be patient because I wanted to get their arms to the girl with black eyes.
When the people came down with the first rains fell for several days hanging around the Sisca, and kissed her before leaving, at the foot of the cliffs, promising to be with her again. And so it was not two months passed since the departure of Pep when his father died. After celebrating his holy burial, Pep back in town to stay, because anything not tied to their old home. It was built alongside a new Sisca to haunt the night and have it always near. It would be a home for two, had told him to have many children running around us. Shortly thereafter, and without causing much stir among the neighbors, were announced betrothal. Sisca's mother was beside herself with joy, like his father, and raised no objection to their marriage in the autumn when the first rains began and Pep back of the mountain.
The day before leaving, the Pep Sisca and spent hours on the edge of the cliffs, watching the majesty of the valley below. Pep had promised again and again that would return to marry her. The Sisca told his pilgrimage, two years before, when he went to pray to San Antonio. They laughed for a long time, and finally parted with a kiss as they both promise in his heart. However, Sisca knew something was wrong, something he said that would prevent Pep climb the mountain. Even so, preferring to let go of her future husband and abandoned to their prayers since that night.
Some say they were the wolves, others, the cold nights in the open, and even had one who said they were the evil spirits of souls who perished on the mountain, but the herd of Pep returned home to dos meses, cuando aún no había comenzado el verano. Pronto iniciaron la búsqueda por todo el lugar, barriendo hasta el más mínimo rincón, pero solo pudieron encontrar algunas ropas desgarradas de Pep, abandonadas en un recodo del camino. Tal vez algún pastor de otra aldea lo hubiese enterrado pronto, al ver que no reclamaban su cuerpo. A la Sisca no le quedaba mas remedio que llorar por él todas las noches, cuando se repetía una y otra vez las promesas que su amado le hizo en los barrancos. Y así fue como entró el otoño, y después el invierno, y después la primavera. La Sisca no salía de casa, porque decía que ya no tenia nada que hacer allá fuera, sin la presencia del pastor del que Dios he had been deprived. That was his punishment, he said, because they have sinned the man. At night you could hear all the people's cries of inconsolable Sisca, that hurt, shouted from the rooftops.
- Why hast thou forsaken me? Why now?
As the years passed, but the pain was still anchored in the breast of the Sisca. Therefore, saying that she went crazy. His parents died, thus leaving only one in this world. Sisca's mother fell ill to feel the pain of her daughter, and his father, wrapped in a halo of sadness after the death of his wife, decided to follow after some months of absence. The Sisca had already served thirty at the funeral of his father, and her hair began to gray. He had not wanted to remarry. Just took possession of the house he built Pep for two, and he consoled himself by sitting there in a corner
not entered in the sunlight, remembering the fleeting moments of love I had felt at his side. Pep
joined uncomfortable. The moon shone with unusual force, deployed in the mountains all his whiteness. Knew what had happened, but he was happy, very happy. I thought for a moment he was dead, but then realized that I could move. I had to tell the Sisca. He looked for his flock, but not finding, made his way back home thinking about her wedding, which would be held soon. She did not want to leave more to the mountain, never again leave the Sisca alone for even a moment, because I wanted every time you breathe, to blink every time it rained out with her.
Two moons later came to the village poor and shabby Pep, who, amazed, stunned the home looked before filled with people who came and went, and now abandoned. Everything was silent, and the moon hid behind clouds to feed the gloomy atmosphere that prevailed. Pep sought Sisca's house, and after a slight glance directed toward him. Seemed inhabited, because everything was in order, but in the house SISCO was empty. She wondered if her parents could have died before their arrival, and soon overtook him fear. And if they had to flee, the victims of any disease? Was relieved to hear about children playing in a nearby house, so he sat down to wait for his bride, which not long in coming, it will profit off the moon to pray.
The door creaked slightly when opened. Pep lit a candle he found next to the table and walked toward the entrance.
- Who's there? - Murmured the Sisca startled to see the beam of the lamp closer.
- Sisca, who am I I returned home - said Pep.
reaching its high lighted the face of the lamp Sisca, horrified to see how it looked: his face was muddy, disheveled hair and whitish. For a moment he thought was his mother, until his eyes looked black as day that she met her for the first time. She evaded his grasp and fell, frightened, toward the door. Pep did not understand, and although trying to explain the behavior of Sisca not find it. Suddenly, Sisca disappeared behind the door.
- I'm not crazy! - Screamed as he ran like a soul by the devil.
- Sisca Wait! That's me! - Pep shouted while leaving the house to join the race.
The Sisca went into the forest. Pep could not stand it: I was exhausted, but wanted to stop it. Suddenly, the clouds gave way to the moon, which illuminated the body of the Sisca in the distance. Pep had a horrible feeling: he left the forest and went to the cliffs, where many times they had kissed. The Sisca went directly to them. He had to stop this absurd race.
- Sisca! Stand! - His voice sounded like an echo, which was his only response. Pep
dead stop. He could not do anything else to see how the vacuum swallowed his bride. He heard her scream one last time before they tumble down completely ... Everything was lost.
mourn He sat on a rock. Suddenly, an idea crossed his mind. Now I understand everything, when nothing could be done. He cursed again and again while putting on their way to the mountain again. The peak that had been fed for so many years, and now he charged so expensive, with his life and everything he loved.
No one bothered to find the body of the Sisca, because the cliffs were a place easily accessible to anyone who would deign to set foot in them, and what the elders had about this strange woman who ate the gap remained a mere legend. However, a few years after what happened, they found the remains of a pastor in one of the caves dug, perhaps the deceased's Pep, how they think the young. They
some villagers, some nights when the moon is hidden, a spectral figure down from the mountain and runs into the cliffs, and there meets the soul of the Sisca, the lady from the ravines, as they call people Village. She is waiting from midnight, with graying hair, watery eyes and dressed in wedding attire. Both are walking through the woods, holding hands, long hours. But come dawn, Sisca must return to his home, as always, and Pep promises he will return to marry her.
had unwittingly foot sweep an autumn afternoon, as newly cut wood available on both sides of the chimney. It had been her older sister, without giving more importance, was silent and went to clean the other side of the house. The Sisca had been asked a thousand times if what we had was true or, as the skeptics say, were only superstitions. But we know that the common people is very suspicious, and Sisca did not want to be alone, so a good day he left, advised by your mother, to the city, where a beautiful church by the river where he could pray to San Antonio for days and nights. After three months, Sisca returned to the village, with fevers that caused him tremendous delusions. While whispers aseaban said he had seen the Virgin herself appeared on the banks of the creek, so I was forced to stay in bed for several weeks. However, after a month the fever subsided, and Sisca, but was very impaired, could begin to walk again. When asked about the virgin who had seen the bank of the creek, Sisca merely shrugged, saying he did not remember anything. As happened a few days her cheeks began to regain its color, and black eyes glowing, beautiful as never before had. His smile seemed to take another look different, and everyone was watching, to the amazement and fear, wondering if he had really been praying, as proclaimed, or had made a pact with the devil.
What is certain is that in his seventeen years the Sisca and claimed a number of sick men who, not without feeling anxious, she had to refuse. He feared that, having pleaded not stay alone anymore, God was angry with her for resisting all offers of marriage. But the day that still fall in love Sisca was to come: it was the day that Pep came to town.
By some chance of fate, the pastor, who came from a village not far away, was lost because of torrential rains had devastated much of the road and vegetation near the creek, making it difficult and challenging themselves task of guiding a huge flock of sheep. His father was a pastor too, had said, but this year a flu had attacked him so that he had no choice but to send the boy alone. And here, without knowing exactly how things happen, the Sisca, who came to wash into the stream, he came face to face with those blue eyes motionless, looking for something in yours. The Sisca, embarrassed, ran to his house, where he was imprisoned for three days and three nights of heavy rain. She was afraid of that feeling that had run its stomach when crossed with the strange young man, and wondered what would it mean. But on the fourth day, when it was still dark, something hit the window of his room. Lazy, the Sisca went to open, thinking it would be, the son of a neighbor, as always, making mischief, when he scared to death to see the face appear Pep, smiling.
- Hello - said the young man. - I'm leaving at dawn.
- Ah - answered The Sisca spellbound.
- still have not told me your name.
Silence gripped the lip of the Sisca. I knew it was wrong, very wrong, and that God would punish them for being carried away by her instincts angrily ordering him to kiss the stranger with whom he stumbled upon returning from the stream.
- Sisca. My name Sisca.
And so the young people began a long talk through the window that lasted until dawn. With the first light of dawn, Pep was lost in the horizon with his flock, and Sisca stood, alone and confused because I knew what it was that oppressed his chest so hard. But Pep if she knew it, and liked to fall asleep in the light of the moon as I remembered, like a dream that I would not wake up. His thoughts were with him every day, and sometimes seemed to want to extend the hours, waiting to become infinite in which he could not be patient because I wanted to get their arms to the girl with black eyes.
When the people came down with the first rains fell for several days hanging around the Sisca, and kissed her before leaving, at the foot of the cliffs, promising to be with her again. And so it was not two months passed since the departure of Pep when his father died. After celebrating his holy burial, Pep back in town to stay, because anything not tied to their old home. It was built alongside a new Sisca to haunt the night and have it always near. It would be a home for two, had told him to have many children running around us. Shortly thereafter, and without causing much stir among the neighbors, were announced betrothal. Sisca's mother was beside herself with joy, like his father, and raised no objection to their marriage in the autumn when the first rains began and Pep back of the mountain.
The day before leaving, the Pep Sisca and spent hours on the edge of the cliffs, watching the majesty of the valley below. Pep had promised again and again that would return to marry her. The Sisca told his pilgrimage, two years before, when he went to pray to San Antonio. They laughed for a long time, and finally parted with a kiss as they both promise in his heart. However, Sisca knew something was wrong, something he said that would prevent Pep climb the mountain. Even so, preferring to let go of her future husband and abandoned to their prayers since that night.
Some say they were the wolves, others, the cold nights in the open, and even had one who said they were the evil spirits of souls who perished on the mountain, but the herd of Pep returned home to dos meses, cuando aún no había comenzado el verano. Pronto iniciaron la búsqueda por todo el lugar, barriendo hasta el más mínimo rincón, pero solo pudieron encontrar algunas ropas desgarradas de Pep, abandonadas en un recodo del camino. Tal vez algún pastor de otra aldea lo hubiese enterrado pronto, al ver que no reclamaban su cuerpo. A la Sisca no le quedaba mas remedio que llorar por él todas las noches, cuando se repetía una y otra vez las promesas que su amado le hizo en los barrancos. Y así fue como entró el otoño, y después el invierno, y después la primavera. La Sisca no salía de casa, porque decía que ya no tenia nada que hacer allá fuera, sin la presencia del pastor del que Dios he had been deprived. That was his punishment, he said, because they have sinned the man. At night you could hear all the people's cries of inconsolable Sisca, that hurt, shouted from the rooftops.
- Why hast thou forsaken me? Why now?
As the years passed, but the pain was still anchored in the breast of the Sisca. Therefore, saying that she went crazy. His parents died, thus leaving only one in this world. Sisca's mother fell ill to feel the pain of her daughter, and his father, wrapped in a halo of sadness after the death of his wife, decided to follow after some months of absence. The Sisca had already served thirty at the funeral of his father, and her hair began to gray. He had not wanted to remarry. Just took possession of the house he built Pep for two, and he consoled himself by sitting there in a corner
not entered in the sunlight, remembering the fleeting moments of love I had felt at his side. Pep joined uncomfortable. The moon shone with unusual force, deployed in the mountains all his whiteness. Knew what had happened, but he was happy, very happy. I thought for a moment he was dead, but then realized that I could move. I had to tell the Sisca. He looked for his flock, but not finding, made his way back home thinking about her wedding, which would be held soon. She did not want to leave more to the mountain, never again leave the Sisca alone for even a moment, because I wanted every time you breathe, to blink every time it rained out with her.
Two moons later came to the village poor and shabby Pep, who, amazed, stunned the home looked before filled with people who came and went, and now abandoned. Everything was silent, and the moon hid behind clouds to feed the gloomy atmosphere that prevailed. Pep sought Sisca's house, and after a slight glance directed toward him. Seemed inhabited, because everything was in order, but in the house SISCO was empty. She wondered if her parents could have died before their arrival, and soon overtook him fear. And if they had to flee, the victims of any disease? Was relieved to hear about children playing in a nearby house, so he sat down to wait for his bride, which not long in coming, it will profit off the moon to pray.
The door creaked slightly when opened. Pep lit a candle he found next to the table and walked toward the entrance.
- Who's there? - Murmured the Sisca startled to see the beam of the lamp closer.
- Sisca, who am I I returned home - said Pep.
reaching its high lighted the face of the lamp Sisca, horrified to see how it looked: his face was muddy, disheveled hair and whitish. For a moment he thought was his mother, until his eyes looked black as day that she met her for the first time. She evaded his grasp and fell, frightened, toward the door. Pep did not understand, and although trying to explain the behavior of Sisca not find it. Suddenly, Sisca disappeared behind the door.
- I'm not crazy! - Screamed as he ran like a soul by the devil.
- Sisca Wait! That's me! - Pep shouted while leaving the house to join the race.
The Sisca went into the forest. Pep could not stand it: I was exhausted, but wanted to stop it. Suddenly, the clouds gave way to the moon, which illuminated the body of the Sisca in the distance. Pep had a horrible feeling: he left the forest and went to the cliffs, where many times they had kissed. The Sisca went directly to them. He had to stop this absurd race.
- Sisca! Stand! - His voice sounded like an echo, which was his only response. Pep
dead stop. He could not do anything else to see how the vacuum swallowed his bride. He heard her scream one last time before they tumble down completely ... Everything was lost.
mourn He sat on a rock. Suddenly, an idea crossed his mind. Now I understand everything, when nothing could be done. He cursed again and again while putting on their way to the mountain again. The peak that had been fed for so many years, and now he charged so expensive, with his life and everything he loved.
No one bothered to find the body of the Sisca, because the cliffs were a place easily accessible to anyone who would deign to set foot in them, and what the elders had about this strange woman who ate the gap remained a mere legend. However, a few years after what happened, they found the remains of a pastor in one of the caves dug, perhaps the deceased's Pep, how they think the young. They
some villagers, some nights when the moon is hidden, a spectral figure down from the mountain and runs into the cliffs, and there meets the soul of the Sisca, the lady from the ravines, as they call people Village. She is waiting from midnight, with graying hair, watery eyes and dressed in wedding attire. Both are walking through the woods, holding hands, long hours. But come dawn, Sisca must return to his home, as always, and Pep promises he will return to marry her.
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