La rovina

In a dimly lit dining room, the narrator watches Giuseppe pour coffee with hands that tremble, his eyes flashing a strange mix of fatigue and defiant brightness. A brief exchange about a mysterious story sets a charged tone, each word feeling like a drop of blood on the table. The conversation drifts toward an uneasy silence, hinting at a deeper malaise that haunts both men.

Together they once cultivated art in the wake of their mother's death, sharing sketches, verses, and an intimate understanding that seemed unbreakable. Recent months, however, have seen Giuseppe withdraw, his mood growing darker and his presence more erratic, leaving the narrator to wonder what hidden sorrow fuels his sudden change. As the promise of a night‑long tale looms, the story promises to explore the fragile bonds between brothers and the quiet devastation that can erode even the strongest creative partnership.