El chapiscador the fresado a fairy tail
Even nowadays, in almost every sugarcane mill, there is a lonely warrior, very well unknown for most of the mortals. He fights against the beast; in fact he sharpens the beast teeth so it can hungrily eat whatever comes into its mouth.
For those who know him, use to call “El Chapiscador de Fresado” or the milling welder, tireless he never sleeps, just inches away from the beast mouth could be mortal. The sweet sugarcane breath that comes out of the huge mermaid monster hypnotises him.
What El Chapiscador de Fresado has the most, is time to think, and I wonder what he thinks about. Maybe he wishes to be taken away by that huge monster mouth, so his entire burden goes away. In the 21st century why am I here, isn’t there a robotic warrior that could replace me, he wonders.
“No!” says the master of puppets
“You got to hate the beast, if you want its teeth to be sharp enough. And robots, have no feelings” amends the master…
bye for now
Daniel Lobo
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