It is of little use to think about what was left to tell Carlos Ruiz Zafón. How many characters have remained silent and how many new adventures are stuck in that strange limbo, as if lost between the shelves of the graveyard of books.
With the ease that one was lost between dark and damp corridors, feeling that cold that reaches the bones, with aromas of paper and ink fermenting millions of possible stories. Labyrinths through which stories told with the perfection of the writer who made us live in another Barcelona and in another world move.
Any compilation will always taste little. But hunger must be mitigated anyway, with light bites if that's what it takes ...
Carlos Ruiz Zafón conceived this work as a recognition to his readers, who had followed him throughout the saga that began with The wind's shadow.
«I can conjure up the faces of children from the Ribera neighborhood with whom I sometimes played or fought in the street, but none that I wanted to rescue from the country of indifference. None except Blanca's. "
A boy decides to become a writer when he discovers that his inventions give him a little more interest from the rich girl who has stolen his heart. An architect flees Constantinople with plans for an impregnable library. A strange gentleman tempts Cervantes to write a book that has never existed. And Gaudí, sailing to a mysterious rendezvous in New York, delights in light and steam, the stuff that cities should be made of.
The echo of the great characters and motifs of the novels of The Cemetery of Forgotten Books it resounds in the stories of Carlos Ruiz Zafón - gathered for the first time, and some of them unpublished - in which the magic of the narrator ignites that made us dream like no one else.