One Hundred Years of Solitude

stony gait, did not arrive, but
an old woman of supernatural
beauty with a yellowed
ermine cape, a crown of
gilded cardboard, and the
languid look of a person who
wept in secret. Actually, ever
since she had found it in
Aureliano Segundos trunks,
Fernanda had put on the
moth-eaten queens dress
many times. Anyone who
could have seen her in front
of the mirror, in ecstasy over