Náufrago (parte 1)/Castaway (part 1)

Un saludo a todos, el siguiente relato fue inspirado por el arte digital de @xpilar, los invito a que visiten su blog. La imagen que motivó este relato es la siguiente.

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Greetings to everyone, the following story was inspired by the digital art of @xpilar, I invite you to visit his blog. The picture that motivated this story is the following.

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Náufrago (parte 1)

“Definitivamente, no es bonito quedarse varado en un planeta deshabitado”, pensó mientras se incorporaba y abrochaba sus pantalones, avanzó dos pasos y se dio vuelta para mirar sus desechos, pudo notar la presencia de pequeños nemátodos que se asomaban de ellos, “maldición, detesto este lugar”, pensó, antes de tomar camino hacia su campamento.

―Algo debe estar mal con mis nanobots ―dijo para sí mismo, mientras caminaba ―. No debería tener una infección por parásitos.

Caminó esquivando varios troncos de árboles caídos y finalmente llegó a la playa donde había instalado la habitación portátil del kit de emergencia de la nave, “¿cuánto tiempo más tendré que esperar aquí?”, pensó.

A unos cientos de metros en un claro alejado de las marismas y sus tupidos manglares se encontraba su nave, había decidido alejarse de ella, para estar más cerca de la playa, que le ofrecía alguna fuente de alimento, además de una fuente continua de agua.

Ya habían pasado treinta días desde que su nave había fallado mientras ingresaba a la atmósfera del planeta y se había visto en la necesidad de descender de emergencia en este remoto lugar del continente. Sus reservas de agua y alimento se habían agotado días atrás y aun le quedaba mucho tiempo por aguardar a la llegada de una misión de rescate.

Sentía sus vísceras retorcerse y arder intensamente, “¿por qué demonios, dentro de las especies que se siembran al terraformar, están los parásitos?”, pensó, era sólo una pregunta retórica, como ingeniero ambiental conocía la respuesta, eran parte de la cadena trófica, como muchas otras especies que podrían ser perjudiciales para los humanos, pero que ya no representaban ningún riesgo, gracias a los nanobots de regeneración celular.

Confiado en la capacidad de regeneración y combate de infecciones de las microscópicas biomáquinas que recorrían su torrente sanguíneo, simplemente comió y bebió lo que la naturaleza de aquel planeta le proveyó, sin el menor cuidado de hervir el agua o cocinar adecuadamente los alimentos.

Aquella noche un intenso terremoto volvió a sacudir la isla donde se encontraba, “el suelo de este maldito planeta se sacude a cada rato”, fue lo que vino a su cabeza, mientras observaba a los robots recicladores del sistema de terraformación, hacer su monótona labor de levantar y procesar en sus cuerpos, con forma de enorme contenedor de basura, los restos de los árboles caídos.

Mientras se mantenía absorto viendo el ir y venir de las máquinas, tratando de mantener su mente distraída del intenso dolor de su abdomen, la playa se iluminó con un intenso resplandor verde, se dio vuelta esperando ver a una nave de rescate, pero en su lugar observó como la luz era emitida por varias esferas que flotaban suspendidas a pocos centímetros de la calmada superficie del mar.

Se trataba de cinco esferas formadas por paneles hexagonales, que giraban sobre su eje horizontal emitiendo luz en total silencio. Estaban situadas a unos cien metros de la playa.

Moisés observó aquello completamente atónito, nunca antes había visto tal cosa, no había ningún mecanismo de terraformación que siquiera se pareciera a lo que tenía frente a sus ojos. Estuvieron suspendidas sobre el agua unos veinte segundos, para luego tras incrementar vertiginosamente la velocidad con la que giraban sobre su eje, sumergirse repentinamente, sin generar casi ninguna perturbación en el agua.

Texto de @amart29 y arte digital de @xpilar, diciembre de 2019

English

Castaway (part 1)

"It's definitely not nice to be stranded on an uninhabited planet," he thought as he stood up and fastened his trousers, took two steps forward and turned to look at his debris, he could see little nematodes sticking out of them, "Damn, I hate this place," he thought, before he made his way back to his camp.

-Something must be wrong with my nanobots, - he said to himself as he walked. I shouldn't have a parasite infection.

He walked around dodging several fallen tree trunks and finally reached the beach where he had set up the portable room for the ship's emergency kit, "how much longer will I have to wait here," he thought.

A few hundred metres away in a clearing away from the marshes and their dense mangroves was his ship, he had decided to move away from it, to be closer to the beach, which offered him some source of food, as well as a continuous source of water.

It had been thirty days since his ship had failed to enter the atmosphere of the planet and he had been forced to make an emergency descent into this remote part of the continent. His reserves of water and food had been exhausted days before, and he still had a long time to wait for the arrival of a rescue mission.

He felt his viscera twist and burn intensely, "why on earth, among the species that are sown by terraforming, are the parasites," he thought, was just a rhetorical question, as an environmental engineer he knew the answer, they were part of the food chain, like many other species that could be harmful to humans, but no longer pose any risk, thanks to the nanobots of cell regeneration.

Confident in the regeneration and infection-fighting capacity of the microscopic biomachines that ran through his bloodstream, he simply ate and drank what nature on that planet provided, without the slightest care to boil the water or properly cook the food.

That night an intense earthquake shook the island where he was, "the ground of this damn planet shakes all the time", was what came to his mind, while he watched the recycling robots of the terraforming system, doing their monotonous job of lifting and processing in their bodies, in the shape of a huge garbage container, the remains of the fallen trees.

While he was absorbed in watching the coming and going of the machines, trying to keep his mind distracted from the intense pain in his abdomen, the beach was lit up with an intense green glow, he turned around expecting to see a rescue ship, but instead he watched as the light was emitted by several spheres that were suspended a few inches from the calm surface of the sea.

These were five spheres formed by hexagonal panels, which rotated on their horizontal axis emitting light in total silence. They were located about a hundred meters from the beach.

Moses watched in complete astonishment, he had never seen such a thing before, there was no terraforming mechanism that even resembled what was in front of his eyes. They were suspended over the water for about twenty seconds, and then after a dizzying increase in the speed with which they were turning on their axis, they suddenly submerged, generating almost no disturbance in the water.

Text of @amart29 and digital art of @xpilar, December 2019

Sólo me queda agradecer a @xpilar por permitirme usar su arte digital en mi publicación y por motivarla. Muchas Gracias @xpilar

Gracias a todos por visitar mi publicación, espero sus comentario y agradezco su apoyo, hasta la próxima

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I can only thank @xpilar for allowing me to use his digital art in my publication and for motivating my creation. Thank you very much @xpilar

Thank you all for visiting my publication, I hope your comments and I appreciate your support, until next time

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