He woke up face down on the asphalt. The smell of tar and gasoline penetrated his nose and he got up dizzy. He looked around. It was dawn the streets were empty the neon lights of the advertisements still remained on. He walked through wide avenues narrow streets squares and parks. Elongated white clouds were spread across a sky that from a pale pink was increasingly blue. He saw no cars although the traffic lights were still working. He too did not bump into anyone neither human beings nor animals not even dogs cats birds or rodents. On the sidewalks only leaves from the trees and some paper that moved in the wind. The silence that overwhelmed him was only violently broken by the distant blows caused by the wind on some window shutters.
He arrived at a huge and beautiful square in the center a large fountain with an imposing monument with a goddess in a strange chariot pulled by lions. He was missing his head and an arm that once held something. He didn't recognize the city. He got lost in its streets. He woke up on the sand. She stood up as she wiped the sand from her face. In front of him there was only desert on the horizon between mounds an orange sun UAE Phone Number appeared that was illuminating the landscape. She walked and walked up and down dunes her feet sinking into the sand as she left the sun behind her. He did not come across any caravan of men and camels he did not see anyone no snakes no lizards no scorpions no beetles no plants or bushes no living being. Only his footprints on the sand. When he reached the top of a dune he saw a beautiful oasis. The shadows of the palm trees and the crystalline water seduced and claimed him. He ran down falling and getting up stumbling until he assumed it was just a mirage.
He got lost among the desert dunes. He woke up on a mattress of plants and roots. He was soaked. He sat up only noticing the dense vegetation of the jungle. He looked up knew that he was dawning by the paleness of the light that filtered through the enormous trees. I was alone there was no animal not a vermin there were no mosquitoes not even the chirping of birds broke the absolute silence that reigned. The humidity permeated everything from the tops they fell like raindrops. He walked laboriously making his way through the thick foliage helping himself with his hands. The undergrowth closed again behind him. He came across a pool of rotten water in front he saw a stone elevation because of the stains from there surely water once fell he imagined a waterfall and a lake of fresh and translucent waters. He continued walking tripping over the roots that along with dead leaves and ferns covered the ground. He got lost among the trees.
发表于 2024-3-9 02:27:49
