story

"A young guy lived in an ordinary town, ordinary except for one thing:it was surrounded by a completely empty plain that extended all the way to the horizon.

One afternoon, the guy went for a walk. It was sunny and there was a soft wind blowing. Some children were playing in the street and some old people were drinking tea in the doorways of their houses. It was a small town, and when he walked too much in one direction, after rounding a corner suddenly he faced the plain, flat and white as marble, extending to the horizon. So the town began to get smaller. Houses and buildings began to disappear. More and more often the guy found the plain, and changed his direction. Also the streets began to get wider, until because of the decreasing number of houses and buildings, and because of the widening of the streets, the plain began to be seen in any direction that one could look. This continued to happen until only twelve buildings remained in the town, then eight, then four...

Finally the town disappeared completely and the guy remained in the middle of the plain, empty all the way to the horizon, with the sun fixed and unmoving in the sky" (Pablo Frank).