El llanto de las amapolas

Satur was ten years old in the summer of 1936. His town meant a lot to him and he thought that nothing beyond the border was really worth it. Claiming was a word that Satur choked on his palate and in his heart. His family thought that reclaiming what belonged to them was essential for their lives to change, and that worried him a lot, since he adored his life as it was until then.