Excerpt from Tempestades del Alma: Novela OriginalEra una triste y oscura tarde del mes de Enero Los débiles rayos del sol poniente no podian atravesar el manto plomizo de nubes que cubría el cielo como un fúnebre sudario. Comenzaban á emblanquecer el suelo algunos copos de menuda nieve, y los habitantes de la coronada villa atravesaban sus calles, llenas de lodo, como impulsados por el frio viento del Guadarrama.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.