viernes, agosto 13, 2004
Hello, Goodbye
Día 3.345 (feels like)
Hemos regresado. El Viejo Continente está lejos, lejos, lejos, lejos. El hogar nos da la bienvenida; atrás se agazapaban todas las responsabilidades que dejamos atrás, un poco como Hobbes saluda a Calvin cada vez que regresa a casa. Fiu!!!! Necesitamos un momento para volvernos a colocar en la tierra.
Pero bueno, para quien se siga preguntando qué hicimos, vimos, etc., ya saben, siempre pueden acudir a las crónicas del Hollow Kid que además de escribir más seguido lo hace con más estilo y detalle de lo que yo podría.
Pero: ESTAMOS DE REGRESO!!!!
Advertencia: Durante mis aventuras en la Galia, caí en una marmita de poción mágica. Somos invencibles ahora. (Beware!)
Y ahora:
They came at last to a winding road that had suffered little damage and seemed quiet and peaceful. After following it for half a mile Giles began to wonder whether he had not done his duty and all that his reputation required. He had made up his mind that he had looked long and far enough, and he was just thinking of turning back, and of his dinner, and of telling his friends that the dragon had seen him coming and simply flown away, when he turned a sharp corner.
There was the dragon, lying half across a broken hedge with his horrible head in the middle of the road. "Help!" said Garm and bolted. The grey mare sat down plump, and Farmer Giles went off backwards into a ditch. When he put his head out, there was the dragon wide awake looking at him.
"Good morning!" said the dragon. "You seem surprised."
"Good morning!" said Giles. "I am that."
"Excuse me," said the dragon. "Excuse my asking, but were you looking for me, by any chance?"
Día 3.345 (feels like)
Hemos regresado. El Viejo Continente está lejos, lejos, lejos, lejos. El hogar nos da la bienvenida; atrás se agazapaban todas las responsabilidades que dejamos atrás, un poco como Hobbes saluda a Calvin cada vez que regresa a casa. Fiu!!!! Necesitamos un momento para volvernos a colocar en la tierra.
Pero bueno, para quien se siga preguntando qué hicimos, vimos, etc., ya saben, siempre pueden acudir a las crónicas del Hollow Kid que además de escribir más seguido lo hace con más estilo y detalle de lo que yo podría.
Pero: ESTAMOS DE REGRESO!!!!
Advertencia: Durante mis aventuras en la Galia, caí en una marmita de poción mágica. Somos invencibles ahora. (Beware!)
Y ahora:
They came at last to a winding road that had suffered little damage and seemed quiet and peaceful. After following it for half a mile Giles began to wonder whether he had not done his duty and all that his reputation required. He had made up his mind that he had looked long and far enough, and he was just thinking of turning back, and of his dinner, and of telling his friends that the dragon had seen him coming and simply flown away, when he turned a sharp corner.
There was the dragon, lying half across a broken hedge with his horrible head in the middle of the road. "Help!" said Garm and bolted. The grey mare sat down plump, and Farmer Giles went off backwards into a ditch. When he put his head out, there was the dragon wide awake looking at him.
"Good morning!" said the dragon. "You seem surprised."
"Good morning!" said Giles. "I am that."
"Excuse me," said the dragon. "Excuse my asking, but were you looking for me, by any chance?"
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