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A collection of Migwen drabbles and microfics.
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No a todo alcanza Amor, pues que no puederomper el gajo con que Muerte toca.Mas poco Muerte lograsi en corazón de Amor su miedo muere.Mas poco Muerte logra, pues no puedeentrar su miedo en pecho donde Amor.Que Muerte rige a Vida; Amor a Muerte.
Love's reach does not to everything extend, forit cannot shake or break the stab of Death.Yet little can Death takeif in a loving heart the fear of it subsides.Nor can Death much take at all, for it cannotdrive its fear into the heart where Love resides.That if Death rule over Life, Love over Death.—Macedonio Fernández, Creía yo (1953)
The Vampire and His Ballerina
April 30, 2025 at 12:16 AM
She kisses like she grew up starving.
She sucks him dry like she was raised on thirst.
She dances like she was born steady on the tips of her toes.
Shame she’ll die, the way they all do.
The next time she bares that pretty neck, he’ll leave more than just a mouth-shaped bruise. He’ll dig deep, reach her veins, save her from the grave.
Then she can dance for him forever.