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  "id": "texto-historias-olvidadas",
  "language": "en",
  "canonical": "https://paynalton.tech/en/works/historias-olvidadas/",
  "title": "Forgotten Stories",
  "summary": "Gather characters from previous stories facing the sea.",
  "author": "Paynalton",
  "format": "fiction",
  "year": 2010,
  "source": "https://misotrosrelatos.blogspot.com/2010/04/historias-olvidadas.html",
  "partial": false,
  "topics": [
    {
      "title": "Stories and narrative",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-categoria-cuentos/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Story",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-cuento/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Fantasy",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-fantasia/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Poetic prose",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-prosa-poetica/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Loss",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-perdida/"
    },
    {
      "title": "Memory",
      "url": "https://paynalton.tech/en/topics/lectura-memoria/"
    }
  ],
  "body": "Time has passed and many stories remain untold. The course of events overwhelms us with their speed, and we must move through the fog of indecision, waiting for the storm to pass and the wind to reveal the ruins that mark what we once were.<br><br>Thus, stories remain untold, dreams remain unfulfilled, and pain is the only thing that prevails in hearts that wander without purpose.<br><br>Out on the beach, a girl lifts a balloon into the air, propelled by the flame that illuminates her own dreams and desires, carrying with her impossible wishes and unfulfilled dreams.<br><br>Observing her, a knight who has forgotten his armor has sat upon the rock, watching her and thinking about what he was, questioning why he is there, watching without drawing a sword and going out to slay a dragon. There are no dragons anymore, the war is over, and now that he is just a common man, he wonders what will become of him. \"Perhaps,\" he thought, \"when the wounds heal, there will be new dreams, new battles, and glory at the end of the tortuous path.\" But now there are no wounds on his body, no pain in his heart, but the dreams have not returned and the future fades into the sea of possibilities.<br><br>On the knight's shoulder, reclining, a fairy watches the clouds in the sky. She has lost the trail that would lead her to the world of purple and wonders how she could paint the clouds in purple, soothing her desolation with a smile.<br><br>By their side, watching the reflection of the sun on the waters, a princess without a kingdom whispers a song while wondering what she should do from now on.<br><br>The waters of the sea have turned salty, for her queen never stops crying.<br><br>A hundred stories that were never told, a thousand tears that were shed, and a destiny that continues its course without stopping to look at those it tramples on its way.\n"
}