“The British? The Portuguese?” exclaimed Kepa. “What the hell is going on?” Maite heard what almost sounded like a sigh in the back of her head. “Do they teach you nothing at school?” mused Garuna almost dryly. “In 1813, the British and Portuguese besieged the city to expel the French occupiers.” “Dammit!” cried Maite. “What […]
Maite and Kepa slowly hiked up to the peak of Santa Klara. They were in no hurry. Neither relished the idea of hurtling into another bubble, another unknown time filled with new dangers. It felt like they had just gotten back from their excursion to future Bilbo and here they were, being asked to enter […]
Kepa and Maite waited in line to board the ferry to Santa Klara island. The whole time they kept seeing flashes of light coming from the peak of the hill that formed the island. Kepa shook his head. “It is so weird seeing something no one else can see. I almost feel like we are […]
It was a few days later. Maite and Kepa were strolling along La Concha in Donostia. The sun glistened off of the water in the bay, which slowly lapped at the beach. People were spread out everywhere. Kids were splashing in the water while their parents sat back under umbrellas, watching them. More than a […]
The next morning, Kepa awoke and turned, watching Maite sleep peacefully next to him. Her dark curls splayed out across her pillow and her lips were slightly parted as she breathed. As he watched her, a wave of happiness overcame him. He felt like the luckiest man alive. He lay there for a few moments, […]
“Koldo,” said Kepa as he took a sip of his patxaran, “that was indeed the best steak I have ever had. Zorionak!” Koldo beamed as the table erupted in applause. “Mil esker,” he replied. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.” “Shall we head to the plaza, then?” asked Maite. “I’ve got to clean up, but I […]
After Marina/Ainhoa left, Kepa went up to the bar to order some drinks. “Orain zer?” asked Kepa when he returned, handing a beer to Maite. “What now? What do we do if we can’t trust Marina’s manifestations in the bubbles?” Maite shrugged as she took a sip of her beer. “I’m not sure. I suspect […]
“Zer?” exclaimed Maite, her eyes wide. “You are in all bubbles at the same time?” “Bai,” replied Marina. She paused a moment before letting out a large sigh. “Even now, I exist in all of these bubbles, but my mind…” She took a deep breath. “I feared that I might be fracturing, that I might […]
Kepa’s phone buzzed almost simultaneously with the chime on Maite’s phone. He picked his up off the table as Maite glanced at hers. “Ainhoa,” they both said, simultaneously. Kepa read Ainhoa’s text. Looking up at Maite, he said “She wants to meet us.” Maite shrugged. “Ok.” Kepa texted that they were in the plaza. Ainhoa […]
“So…” began Maite, her cortado in hand as she looked across the small table at Kepa. They had met at the Herriko Taberna and found a spot outside on the plaza, far enough from the rest of the patrons so that they wouldn’t be overheard. “What now?” Kepa looked nervously into his own cup, the […]
