Vagamundo

We continue with the publication of the micro-stories of the second edition of the competition: High Altitude Storieswe let you enjoy with "Vagamundo"by Mario Sebastián Pardo.

Vagamundo

-by Mario Sebastián Pardo

In a place in Sobrarbe whose name I cannot forget, I camped wet with the tears of San Lorenzo. The lights of the bustling valley, the barking of the roe deer, the hooting of the owl. The only surviving wall of the bell tower created a window to a forest repopulated by a village without people. A frugal dinner and no cold. Many kilometres on my legs and many more in sight. I have never been more at peace or more free in my life. The Pyrenees and adventure do not begin at 1500 metres.