ñ Kiss the beauty Upon entering the room the Lord Eñe taken aback. All those glass jars was caught off guard as I had never heard of them. They had lost many men camino.Un eñes the white coat and short hair, scratching his chin with one bottle in his hand and felt his presence, he turned away.
- Who are you? What is there dumbfounded?
- Yooo? Eñe asked the Lord, who was still clueless trying to remember how it got there.
"Yes, you.
-spent here.
- Well, you know where the door! "Said the man, pointing reluctantly. But the Lord Eñe
rather go and go, could not resist to ask the question.
"And you, what do you do?
- Can not you see? I'm a collector of ñ.
"By God, what nerve! "Exclaimed indignantly, adjusting the top button of his raincoat," with scarce!
- Hey, I am a linguist! Do not go!
-Ya see, but that's no excuse. And, tell me where you saved?
-in small glass jars with holes in the lid, so you do not die from lack of oxygen, you know?
"So, who are living ñ ..." inquired Mr. Jan.
- And so alive! Would not you think I'm attracted to the dead languages? Ñ \u200b\u200b
-And you collect, "is seriously concerned?
"Well yes, quite, more are less, you know?
Eñe The Lord nodded with a lump in the throat, and it was not that of the tie.
"And you thought you miss any?
-On Of course not, it would be a shame. Cyberspace has become a dangerous place. Once placed in orbit there, you never know.
- And where do they go? Asked Jan. Hiding.
"I have no idea. I think just go in there lost his hat.
- My God, that the horrible! Eñe exclaimed, adjusting his second nature.
-lose their identity, "continued the linguist, are confused by enes.
- Could you show me one of those little bottles? Ventured to ask Jan, trying to hide his embarrassment.
"Of course, here they are, see? Are great, everything depends on the angle from which you look at them. I like to take impossible positions, like a contortionist. So, face down, do you see?
"Well the truth is that this looks a bit ridiculous ... I love that!
linguist smiling.
"It's a bold arial, body 14. It is not the rarest.
- what about that? It seems handwritten goose and China ink.
"That has a history, but you must swear that, if the story does not tell anyone. It would be dangerous. The ñ is invaluable.
"Please, I beg you, count. "This eñe
whispered the linguist is a quixotic eñe.
- Don Quixote?
"Yes sir, the very Quixote. Mr. Eñe
was covering himself with his hat. He had not recognized linguist, and in some ways, it was creepy.
"But, please do not tell anyone, would be a great danger, you know?
"I understand. Do you collect you something else?
"No, well, the truth is that I have a long affair with the accents but, increasingly being used less, it's costing me a lot.
Eñe The Lord began to tremble. He did not like that strange character.
- Did not think it would be better to release all these ñ? Maybe there's a place for them in virtual space.
"I doubt it. Would be a real genocide! Mr. Eñe
trembled a little. He feared that he dropped the hat.
"Excuse me, I find it a little late. I have to leave.
"Sounds good, after all, nobody had invited him. Bye then.
-bye.
Eñe The Lord began to walk with care not to betray. Everyone said that eñes sway too. He had to escape that character. I could not end his days stuffing in a glass jar, so I took a deep breath away from there. Preferred to be a quixotic and take their particular crusade. After all, if any eñe Internet had turned to tell, one would have to be the first. © Chus Cuesta
12 March 2007 Madrid
