One evening, he was walking home from his farm. The fiery eye of the sky sprayed the last golden dust to the horizon before bidding good-bye to the day. Silence reigned all around, interrupted sporadically only by the sound of a cricket or a frog's cry. Suddenly, a bicycle bell rang behind him. Without turning back, he opted to move to the left. The rider hit a pothole, lost control of the vehicle and ran over Campus. Both fell to the ground and, as they looked at each other, they blushed and then broke into a sonorous laughter. She apologized for the accident, but he made nothing of it,...

"The Last Chapter" centers on a friendship between a believer and a non-believer and an investigation into abuse at a mysterious nursing home. In this excerpt, it is the believer who finds himself down on his luck: The man, who used to exorcise, to dance, to sing, to heal, stood there in the freezing night coiled in on himself, devoid of strength and, perhaps, hope-defenseless, impotent. Gone were his charisma, his smile, the sparkle in his eyes. Those eyes that used to stare at evil, to threaten it, to order it out of someone's body, eyes that shone in the spotlight of television interviews,...

For some...love...is a simple formality, a transition from sweet romanticism to nuptial responsibility; for others, it becomes an endless, tempestuous enigma where microscopic components play a crucial role on the unpredictable scenario of human stage. Love was and is a mystery. Those who pretend holding the key that unravels its meanders, are perhaps, dreamers in the inscrutable, cosmic vortex of human feelings.