Garragélida - Capítulo 4: Estigma
En cuanto Zèon traspasó las puertas que llevaban al comedor, se encontró con que unos cuantos kane y fehlar, demasiado cohibidos como para intervenir, permanecían atemorizados formando un corrillo en torno a lo que parecía una trifulca. Desesperado, el...
Frostpaw - Chapter 4: Stigma
As soon as Zèon went through the hall doors he found that some kane and fehlar who were too scared to intervene had formed a little circle around what seemed to be a dispute. Desperate, the arctic fox moved his way among them, pushing them aside, not...
Frostpaw - Chapter 3: Questions
As usual, when the alarm of the center started ringing, Zèon had already opened his eyes. He was starting to think that, for better or worse, he had developed an intuitive ability to know in advance at what time he should wake up. Silently, the...
Garragélida - Capítulo 3: Preguntas
Como ya era costumbre, para cuando la alarma del centro comenzó a sonar Zèon ya había abierto los ojos. Empezaba a pensar que, para bien o para mal, había desarrollado mecánicamente la habilidad de conocer de antemano a qué hora debía despertarse....
Frostpaw - Chapter 2: Memories
-You have to prevent them from killing him -was the first thing that Zèon said, once Sophia's figure disappeared as she walked through the balcony's door, followed by Camus. -What...? -Ike asked, still confused. -You have some authority here; if you...
Garragélida - Capítulo 2: Recuerdos
-Tienes que impedir que lo maten -fue lo primero que dijo Zèon, una vez que la figura de Sophia desapareció por el acceso al balcón, seguida por Camus. -¿Qué...? -preguntó Ike, todavía confuso. -Tienes cierta autoridad aquí; si no haces nada, lo...
Frostpaw - Chapter 1: Routine
_Sometimes, Zèon remembered those afternoons he had spent with his Alchemy teacher, long ago, in one of the towers of his palace. It snowed gently outside and the blue eyes of the little arctic fox easily got lost in the pictures that the snowflakes...
Garragélida - Capítulo 1: Rutina
_A menudo, Zèon recordaba las tardes que había pasado junto a su profesor de Alquimia, tiempo atrás, en una de las torres de palacio. Nevaba suavemente en el exterior y los ojos azules del pequeño zorro ártico se perdían en los dibujos que los copos de...
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter XIX
\_\_ Often Raon could not avoid remembering his previous life with Rukj. From those early days when, immersed in his world of snow and under the protection of that old cabin, he did not have to worry about ancient legends, or spiritual ties, or...
Crónicas de la Frontera: Capítulo XIX
A menudo, Raon no podía evitar acordarse de su anterior vida con Rukj. De aquellos lejanos días en los que, sumergidos en su mundo de nieve y bajo la protección de aquella vieja cabaña, no habían tenido que preocuparse de antiguas leyendas, ni de lazos...
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter XVIII
_-Jarek... Jarek!_ _The wolf was able to hear his name beyond the flames, lost among the thunderous roar of the fire that devoured everything in its path. He tried to make out something in the middle of this hellish nightmare that had broken...
Chronicles of the Borderline: Chapter XVI
\_\_\_\_\_\_ No Human in his right mind would have ever ventured, without any protection and with few provisions, into the dreaded Lands of the Beasts. It was one of the most unpleasant ways of courting death, to risk one's skin, a senseless risk of...