[ESP - ENG] Audiorelato #10: Anastasia (Subtitled)

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    universoperdido

    Published on Sep 17, 2023
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    E S P A Ñ O L

    Hola amigos de Threeshorts, espero que se encuentren muy bien. Hoy me siento optimista, y la mejor manera de demostrarlo, es volviendo a los audiorelatos, esos que hacía hace tiempo y que tanto me gustaba hacer.

    He perdido mucha practica en la edición de video, y veo que algunas cosas cambiaron, así que voy a ponerme al día y adaptarme nuevamente.

    En esta ocasión les traigo este microrrelato de terror narrado por mí, que espero que sea del agrado de todos. Acepto cualquier tipo de crítica en cuanto a edición y narración, eso me ayuda mucho a mejorar.

    Sin más dilación, les dejo el escrito del video y no me queda más que desearles mis mejores vibras a todos.



    ANASTASIA

    Jamás menciones delante de mí el nombre de Anastasia.
    Yo la conocí cuando era una mujer de carne y hueso.

    De hecho, yo la amaba.

    No sé si fue su personalidad lo que me cautivó, o sus ojos ámbares, penetrantes como filosos cuchillos.

    Quise conquistarla y pensé que lo había logrado
    Pero no me percaté de su naturaleza maliciosa.

    Ella era engreída, perversa y mentirosa. Me arrastró a un torbellino de engaños arruinando mi reputación

    Me sentí bajo, ruin y repugnante, me torturaba la risa de Anastasia mofándose de mí.

    Para hallar satisfacción, tomé como opción la más pérfida venganza.
    Una madrugada, me infiltré en la habitación de la traidora con un garrote de metal, y lo descargué brutalmente sobre su cráneo varias veces.

    Nunca se supo que yo lo hice, aunque los vecinos sospechan,
    y murmuran entre ellos cuando me ven pasar.
    Pensé que encontraría alivio, pero solo hallé arrepentimiento.
    La culpa, como castigo, me arrastró a la demencia
    Y ahora ya no distingo lo que es o no es real.

    Cada noche, ensimismado en mis pensamientos,
    percibo sombras que se levantan y alzan sus manos en modo de venganza,
    susurrando la noche que cometí mi crimen.

    ¡Oh, Anastasia! ¡Yo aún te amo! Aunque sé que pronto vendrás a arrebatarme la vida.

    FIN

    E N G L I S H

    Hello, friends of Threeshorts, I hope you are feeling well. Today I feel optimistic, and the best way to show it, is by going back to the audio relates, those I used to do a long time ago and that I liked so much.

    I have lost a lot of practice in video editing, and I see that some things have changed, so I'm going to catch up and adapt again.

    This time I bring you this horror micro-story narrated by me, which I hope will be to everyone's liking. I accept any kind of criticism regarding editing and narration, that helps me a lot to improve.

    Without further ado, I leave you the writing of the video and I just want to wish you all my best vibes.



    ANASTASIA

    Never mention Anastasia's name in front of me.
    I knew her when she was a real woman.

    In fact, I loved her.

    I don't know if it was her personality that captivated me, or her amber eyes, piercing like sharp knives.

    I wanted to conquer her and I thought I had succeeded.
    But I didn't realize her malicious nature.

    She was conceited, perverse, and a liar. She dragged me into a whirlwind of deceit ruining my reputation.

    I felt low, base, and disgusting, tortured by Anastasia's laughter mocking me.

    To find satisfaction, I took the most perfidious revenge as an option.
    One early morning, I infiltrated the traitor's room with a metal club and brutally unloaded it on her skull several times.

    It was never known that I did it, although the neighbors are suspicious,
    and whisper among themselves when they see me pass by.
    I thought I would find relief, but I found only regret.
    Guilt, as punishment, dragged me into insanity.
    And now I no longer distinguish what is or is not real.

    Every night, engrossed in my thoughts,
    I perceive shadows that rise and raise their hands in revenge,
    whispering the night I committed my crime.

    Oh, Anastasia, I love you still! Though I know that soon you will come to take my life.

    THE END

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    Créditos y recursos | Credits and resources


    Publicación editada, escrita y narrada por mí: @universoperdido


    Publication edited, written, and narrated: by me @universoperdido


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