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miércoles, 11 de septiembre de 2013

Duty

The samurai surprised other warrior from behind and hugged him. He couldn’t kill him from behind, it wasn’t honorable. He asked him to take his kabuto off. He was a child. The samurai told him to escape. He refused. When the samurai’s sword touched the dirt, the blade was red.

lunes, 15 de julio de 2013

Red ink gladiator

He was a gladiator who had devoted his life to fight bad expressions, bad grammar and misspelt words. Every evening his sword got covered in red ink after marking compositions and writing suggestions. Always different enemies using similar strategies. Nevertheless, he knew it was a fight he would never win.

domingo, 31 de marzo de 2013

The test


The board of examiners was sitting in front. He saluted them and his sword according to the protocol. Then, he started his “kata”. Once he finished he sat on a seat of the stands. He then realized it had been his body which had done the test, not his mind. 

lunes, 11 de febrero de 2013

A stupid electrocution


He was a renowned sword swallower. One day he swallowed a fluorescent bar the length of a sword. There was a blackout in the hall and he lit the lamp in his stomach. People saw the light through his skin and clapped. He bowed. Then, the lamp broke into pieces.

sábado, 24 de diciembre de 2011

A happy man



I am a warlord in Japan. No doubt I am very fond of swords. I ordered one to the best sword maker in the country. Yesterday he came into my castle with it. I tested it beheading four servants in a row. I am very pleased with my new sword.