Aphrodite hates me. It was ever thus: since I have memory. Aphrodite banish me from his kingdom for all eternity. Oh my love, where will you be? Walk aimlessly and look at the stars. Oh my life, how cold the seasons bring you give me, how cold. Inhospitable cold, cold, crazy, cold of yesterday. Hail contemplate hanging on my sweater. The wind is filtered through it. The close one, I try to close it, buttoning his buttons made of porcelain, shut it alone in the wind. It was a night in Alaska. It was ever thus. Every night pass in Alaska, a paradise lost, hidden and full of snow. Play with the snow. No one else is there, no more. And my words are repeated by the echo, spreading out in the vastness. Immensity of the mirrors, of beautiful faces that I see among the reflections of the moon, maiden immutable. A fever glacier has flooded my body. Way. My feet sink into the snow. The handkerchief tied in my throat and shook with the wind, was broken. I still dream of a face I do not know. Who let me dream ...? I try to close one my sweater in the wind, buttoning his buttons made of porcelain alone. Get out one by one, emerge from the fabric, they slip from my hands and fall to the ground. Sink into the snow, which traps as a voracious whirlpool. My sweater flies free, fugitive, goes far far. He leaves the sky, carried by the air crazy. My jacket, which covered my silhouette, when I'll return and company?, "Return to me one day, during a red sunset, a winter afternoon? Goodbye my sweater. I watch her disappear into the darkness. Way. Snow entered inside my boots. I have very, very cold. My teeth chatter. My body is shivering girl. I hold myself to warm and I curl up in a black corner that I find among the rocks: I build my house there. Shiver. A lovely music distracts me for a few seconds, a fantastic music, emerged from another world. And suddenly stops, he leaves. "Where you going?" I say "I want to go with you, do not leave me ...." But it will. I run behind her, behind the music: "Do not forsake me want to run away with you, take me away from here, take me to your lovely realm, where you have to go." But it will. Remain motionless in a vacuum. Is there anybody there? Only silence. My clothes are torn. My thin lips are painted purple. I play with my fingers. "Once upon a time ..." I invented a song. Canto. My voice is choppy and does not leave, I can not sing anymore. My throat hurts. My silk handkerchief disappeared For many days ago. Do not know where I lost it. I sit on the snow. Games to make lines, draw on its white surface. Draw a happy face. I applaud. I spin. I roll in the snow and hit the jumps. I fall asleep. When I wake up my face is numb, paralyzed, I can not move it. It seems as if it were frozen. I can not get up. Ask for help, but no one is there. Cry, but I only answered the echo. Then chant: "There is nobody, nobody, nobody else there ... There was never anyone there ..."
"You're not alone," says a shadow.
"Yes I am," said the girl.
"There you are. You have all your friends. "Said the shadow.
"All my friends are nothing. If I am without my love I am alone. The only person that fills my heart and has been with me every morning and every night from my love, my love, my love, my love. I do not want nobody else, nobody else, nobody else. "Responds.
By Sofia Tudela Gastañeta.
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