One Hundred Years of Solitude

be sure that she would not
lose him in the shadows, she
had assigned him a corner of
the bedroom, the only one
where he would be safe from
the dead people who
wandered through the house
after sundown. If you do
anything bad, Úrsula would
tell him, the saints will let me
know. The terror-filled nights
of his childhood were
reduced to that corner where
he would remain motionless