El predestinado / José Antonio Ramos Sucre

The Predestined One

     The reverberating sound of the bugles warns of the queen’s arrival. She comes from overseas and offers the consort, freely chosen, no treasure nor domain, but that of beauty.

     The politicians rage when they consider the sovereign’s disinterest.

     The knights remain amiable and prudent. In the last war they have ordered the silence of the canons so as to fight with more gallantry. Are they perhaps the knights of the Holy Grail reluctant to declare their own name?

     The queen is energetic and brings victory with her. The sparrowhawk was serving as sentinel on the day she was born and startled the gathering of witches, nourished with moribund meat. The author of the discord among the men retired to the abyss, climbing down a ladder with a vertiginous spiral. The nefarious counselor was reading in the dark.

     A precocious chieftain, of childlike semblance, is born of the happy nuptials. He announces the escape of the infidels from the bridge of his galley, destroyed, pointing to the limit of a smoke-filled space.

     The kingdom’s chronicler consigns in a manorial language the exploit of the Squire of the Sea.

El cielo de esmalte (1929)

{ José Antonio Ramos Sucre, Obra completa, Caracas: Biblioteca Ayacucho, 1989 }

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