One Hundred Years of Solitude

wearing a tie around his neck,
and he saw his father leading
him into the tent on a
splendid afternoon, and he
saw the ice. When he heard
the shout he thought that it
was the final command to the
squad. He opened his eyes
with a shudder of curiosity,
expecting to meet the
incandescent trajectory of the
bullets, but he only saw
Captain Roque Carnicero
with his arms in the air and