Gente de letras

… The yellow hills rose and fell in sunny tops and valleys. The Bohemian countryside on this August morning looked almost like a golden ocean with huge, swelling waves.
A rickety cart was wending its way through a valley. Two men were perched atop the riding seat, watching the sturdy horse as it pulled them along. There was a bundle wrapped in cloth that took up most of the space in the open cart bed behind the men.
One of them, Jarek, held the reins. He coughed. «I should be paid extra for this,» he said…

* Editorial: Square Fish / Macmillan
* Serie: The Kronos Chronicles, n.º 1