El Mago De Los Ojos Azules

El Mago De Los Ojos Azules

martes, 31 de marzo de 2026

​Elkin: The Tailor of the Tower (Short Story) by Hanner Goenaga

 


​Elkin was a tailor who had just moved to his new home in the village of Mirkal. However, the house was very small and had no room to set up his garment workshop. So, he decided to look for an affordable place to rent. He searched all over the village, but the prices for rooms were very high—500, 400 pearls. He didn’t know what to do, as he didn’t have enough to pay such amounts.

​However, a woman noticed what was happening to him, so she approached him and offered an affordable room she had available, but it was located in a peculiar spot. She pointed toward the outskirts of the village, to the forest, and in the middle of it, a tall gray tower could be seen, not very far away.

​"At the top, there is a room large enough for you to do your work. I will only charge you 150 pearls."

​Elkin was very happy to find a place that fit his budget and immediately handed over the money and shook the lady’s hand. However, for some reason, she smirked with a mischievous smile.

​The man quickly went home, gathered his fabrics, threads, and needles that were piled in a corner, along with his sewing machines. He put them in a large canvas bag and set off toward the tower.

​Before entering the woods, a neighbor who saw him heading that way called out to him and said:

​"Neighbor, excuse me, be careful about stepping into that forest. No one goes in there anymore. They say there’s a curse wandering behind the trunks that doesn’t like trespassers, and it can use nature to strike at your soul."

​"Don't worry, I’m just going to work in the tower over there. A lady rented it to me at a very good price," the tailor replied and continued on his way, his mind focused and a smile on his face.

​"There goes that wicked old woman again, tricking the new residents with the tower. I hope this one doesn’t end up like the others," the neighbor said, shaking his head, eyes closed and lips pursed.

​Elkin moved through the trees with ease, and in less than five minutes, he was standing in front of the tower. It looked very old, worn out but steady. It was also surrounded by a small field of green grass.

​Without hesitation, he entered through the wooden door that was broken at the sides and climbed the dusty concrete stairs. Upon reaching the room, he was marveled by how spacious it was. It had a front window overlooking the village and a back window overlooking the forest. He dusted and swept the place, immediately set up his sewing machines in front of the back window, and got to work.

​At sunset, when it was almost night, deep in the forest, there was a being that had already sensed the tailor's presence in the tower. The individual was a dark, ghostly being that prowled that territory and had claimed it as his own. He was offended to see his land invaded by that man; he was the curse the neighbor had referred to, and he was prepared to finish him for crossing his border.

​The dark body had the ability to control nature for malevolent purposes, so to begin, he caused a fierce hurricane to form in the middle of the forest and head at great speed toward the tower. As soon as the whirlwind formed, it began to advance, but when it was halfway there, it began to slow down. The black being found this strange but kept pushing forward.

​When it was just a few meters from reaching the tower, Elkin stood up from his chair, gathered his things, closed the windows, and headed down the stairs back to the village.

​Elkin the tailor didn’t even notice the presence of the hurricane. When it reached its destination, it simply passed through the tower and vanished on the other side. The ghostly being was filled with rage because he didn't understand why his air attack had lost speed.

​The next day, Elkin returned to the tower to continue his work, and the dark individual, out of wrath, created several hurricanes in the air and directed them toward him. But for some reason, they veered off long before reaching the tower; fortunately, they didn't head toward the village either, though they did manage to tear off some roofs from houses on the outskirts. The day concluded in the same way: Elkin went home to sleep with his family.

​Days passed and the laborer kept working, and he was already selling the shirts and pants he made on weekends in the town center.

​This time, the ghostly body caused a violent electrical storm to form around the tower so that a lightning bolt would enter through the window and electrocute him. But for some reason, every time a thunderbolt tried to enter and strike, it crashed against an invisible shield, bounced off, and fell into the forest. In fact, some stray lightning bolts were about to hit the dark being and electrocute him; he dodged them with his face stretched and wrinkled several times.

​He tried to cause an earthquake in the area where the tower stood so it would collapse and take the tailor with it. But again, for no logical reason to the black body, the execution point of the quake he had marked changed position and headed toward Mirkal. The people of the village were dismayed to feel the sudden movement of the earth, but luckily, it caused no structural damage; likewise, the force of the earthquake had diminished.

​The wicked ghost, now stressed, with wrinkled skin and hair standing on end, decided to go finish the man Elkin once and for all with his own hands, pushing him from the top of the tower. He reached the field surrounding the tower and headed for the entrance, but when he was halfway there, he felt a magnetic force that made it difficult to move forward. However, with all his strength, he kept advancing in slow motion, grinding his teeth.

​When he finally stood in front of the wooden door, he proceeded to kick the door down, but the impact was reflected back, producing a great blow and sending him flying into the forest, outside the field.

​Immediately, the dark being stood up and made one last attempt. He pointed his hand at the window and broke the needle the tailor was sewing with. Seeing that this worked, he tangled all the threads in his basket and then sent a great current of air inside the room, knocking all his fabrics to the floor, some falling on top of him.

​However, Elkin replaced the needle, untangled the threads, picked up the fabrics, and continued with his work.

​The black body resigned himself, seeing that he could not destroy him. So, he decided to retreat into the depths of the forest and leave the area forever.

​Elkin the tailor's business continued to bear fruit; he sold more and more clothes in the town center, and the woman who rented him the tower always watched him with squinted eyes and fallen cheeks whenever he brought her the rent money.

​When you are a person with a clean heart who has never harmed anyone, destiny protects you, and you can live happily with your family forever.



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