La noche previa fue un grito de lanzas y gemidos de flechas que enmudecían a los seguidores del primogénito, y la tierra bebía el lamento rojizo de los guerreros que caían heridos, mutilados o moribundos", cita del cuento breve "Poste verdoso".

-Sergio Omar Martínez

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