To delve into the reading of The Witches' Bridge is to immerse oneself in the symbolic geography of a Patagonian landscape. It is the palimpsest of a town, a house, and a family, rewritten by the flow of a river with the same story every time. It is the return of a man to the place where he grew up to care for his ailing father. What does returning entail? An irresolvable contradiction: everything has changed, yet remains unchanged; it is to realize that the shadows of inhabited places have not lost their threatening nature.

There is a distant, mythical, and wild thread that runs through Juan Fernández Marauda's writing. One that speaks to us of that night that is every night. A time before, preserved by the river's waters like an echo, and that, swirling, envelops us in its vertigo, and plunges us into the very heart of sadness.