One Hundred Years of Solitude

without realizing it, he said:

            Always  remember    that    they

were more than three
thousand and that they were
thrown into the sea.

            Then    he  fell    back    on  the

parchments and died with his
eyes open. At that same
instant, in Fernandas bed, his
twin brother came to the end
of the prolonged and terrible
martyrdom of the steel crabs
that were eating his throat