Una historia de alces | A story about elks

In the northern forest, there are animals called elk. Their shape and their dappled hides are like those of roe deer, but they are slightly bigger and have no horns. They have legs without tendons or joints, and do not lie down to sleep, nor, if they have accidentally fallen down, are they able to get up again. Trees serve them as beds: they lean against them and sleep at a slight incline. When hunters have found their usual haunts by observing their tracks, they either undermine the roots of all the trees in that spot or they cut them so that the upper trunks of the trees still seems to be standing firmly. When the elk lean against the trees in their normal way, they knock the weak trees over with their weight, and they themselves collapse along with them.

En los bosques del norte hay animales que llaman alces. Tienen la forma y el pellejo veteado de los ciervos, pero son un poco más grandes y no tienen cuernos. Tampoco tienen tendones o articulaciones en las piernas. Nunca se acuestan para dormir; si accidentalmente se caen no pueden levantarse. Los árboles les sirven de camas: se apoyan en ellos y duermen apenas inclinados. Cuando los cazadores siguen sus huellas y encuentran sus refugios, debilitan las raíces de los árboles o cortan la parte de arriba de sus troncos, de modo tal que parezca que están firmes. Cuando los alces se apoyan en los árboles, los derriban con su peso, y al hacerlo ellos mismos colapsan.

Julius Caesar, Gallic War  | La guerra de las Galias

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