Gaspar

We continue with the publication of the micro-stories of the third edition of the competition: High Altitude Storieswe let you enjoy with "Gaspar"by Luis Torres Urgell.

Gaspar

-by Luis Torres Urgell

The sun rises and the distant sound of a bell increases the silence in the valley, which is gradually filling with colour. The old dog follows the path of the sheep that go up the mountain every day. Gaspar, the shepherd, follows him across rivers and meadows before reaching the little hut. Today I went up with him. He smiles at me, looks at the sheep and between the green meadows thanks me for the company.

I close my eyes and feel time passing. Winter will come and the sheep will no longer go up the mountain, but Gaspar will continue to look after them in the valley while he dreams of who knows what!

Spring will come and Gaspar, alone with his dog and his old rucksack, will return to the mountains. I accompany him and think:

He doesn't know that she has taught me so many things! But he does know that in this valley with her I am happy.