Short Story "Historia corta" | Fifteen doors "15 Puertas" | 1/15

^{15 objects hidden in the shadows, 15 dreams that lie in the memory. Of these, 15 are the immaculate ones that will have a fortuitous encounter with their destiny.}

^{Beware, mortals, for they will receive in their flesh the chastisement of time. Hecate lies in her glory and from her, this game begins.}

^{In the beginning there was the grail where the saint wet his lips. This cup asleep in memory travels covered with dust, bringing death to those who dare to wet their lips.}

^{Rebecca believed to be just, she walked among the slopes of the river and there, hidden among the stones was a cup, a golden and silver cup, abandoned by the years in the immensity.}

^{Her hands pierced the relief, her eyes were lost in its clamour, and there, in the solitude of that valley her lips tasted its flavour.}

^{Rebecca disappeared forever, leaving in her wake the pain, the image of a dark demon, who continues to cry out for forgiveness.}