The leveled area of the University was as alive and dead as always: students going and coming, maybe for classes, maybe moving to another room, or perhaps, just going to the restrooms or the library. Meanwhile, sit in the shadows, two figures observed from the ground that crowd full of wishes and emotions. But suddenly, one of them realized of a simple woman carrying a book called "Divine Comedy".
-Joel, do you know why books exist? I mean, why do men want with desperation to create stories that they would never be able to achieve? Why to invent dragons, princesses, castles... those landscapes which can only exist in their minds and fantasies?
He stared Mario for a while. Then, he looked to the sky.
-Hmmh... Perhaps it's because men are constantly getting tired of being what they believe they are. In those stories of theirs, they can be any character, they can be heroes making incredible things. Or maybe, the reason is their desire of creation beyond mind's limits. It wouldn't be rare: it's their nature. They're trapped in mortal flesh, so they yearn for that beautiful essence they were once. Men feel like prisoners of themselves and of their reality, though in many times they don't even realize. It's sad, but that's the way things are.
-Is there something we can do for them in these moments?- He asked with certain sorrow in his voice.
- Just watching, Mario; just watching... They decided this, and they have been deciding it for ages. We must respect their choice.-His gaze was still stocked in the nothing.
-You and I do remember.-insisted.- Maybe with some help of ours...
-Forget it: they have to do it for themselves. Those are the rules of the game.
Mario daydreamed for a while after that. Then, he started to think out loud.
-"Divine Comedy", huh? Perhaps one day of these I'll read that story.
-You see it every day and you don't even realize it. Human drama is a really "Life Comedy": they can be stuck in this fake time and space, but one day they will wake up and see the divinity inside them. It's a shame, though, that they still have doubts about who they are despite the evidence surrounding them.
-Uhmm...Joel, I was talking about the book I saw.
-And I'm telling you that you don't need to read anything.-He stroked the boy's hair.-You can do whatever you want with just thinking. Moreover, you see humans every single day: there you have your "Divine Comedy".
-And, why can't we be part of it?
-Because it wouldn't be fair: it's like you are ruining them the end of the story; it's better not to mess up with their path. So then, when they finally have arrived at the epilogue, they will delight it until the last drop, an after that they will close the book to taste every word spilled in that legend that started so much time ago; almost as old as you and I are.