It was a cold day of winter, the room was completely quiet, no light came from the outside, there was nothing but two chairs placed in opposite directions.

Two men sat there, peacefully sleeping, yet there was something strange in that sleep. They were stiff, their muscles were tense, their breathing and heartbeat were irregular. No, they weren’t sleeping, they were doing something much like a physical or mental sport.

One stood up and the other soon followed

“I had a crazy section. So I was walking lost in the void, then I became like absorbed in the void, then I was reborn as this sort of child god in light and then I was like [battesimo] and reborn in those dark waters under a very stary sky.” one said.

“Wah, who knows what that meant” replied the other.

“Yeah, it must be some archetypical stuff. What had you experience?”

“I talked with a priest about spirituality, the meaning of life and solitude”

“...”

“Don’t look at me in that way. It was a very good talk, I believe that he wanted me to spend more time alone and creating, it was really illuminating for me.”

“Well at least you did something different”

“Yeah there was this statue in the church that was very abstract, I believe that he meant a worship of the irrational or something like it”

“You are right!” The other exclaimed all the sudden “Now I understand my subconscious was telling me to become again like a child and be reborn as a new man”

“Wait what this had to do with what I was saying?”

“The worship of the irrational I had to get more in contact with it.”

“I guess.”

“Yeah, that must be it.”

They passed about an hour writing and detailing their sections, they had done this many times, each time the section became more stable, they knew the locations better, grow more familiar with the characters, yet… there was always something missing, some strange symbolism, a phrase, a location.

What might the desert dragon sleeping in the desert meant? Hmmm, maybe some oriental myth, maybe something from japan or china?

“What are you reading?” One of them asked

“Nothing really,” he said closing a really big book “do you ever got the feeling of being lost?”

“Sometimes” he replied

“Like what we are after? What we are searching for?”

“I don’t know, I guess that is the truth? Like people at a certain point get very attracted to something… maybe is God?”

The other stood up from the chair “why are we doing this?”

“Don’t know. Why are you doing this?”

“Don’t know.”

The two of them looked for a bit at each other faces and begin to laugh.