Patricio Dortinelli
It was not the darkness that freed him. It was my light. When I stopped holding back, the air changed... as if the world tightened. Then I felt it: not coming, but awakening within me. To him. It had no fixed form. It was molded with my thoughts; The clearer it was, the more real it became. "You didn't believe me," he whispered. You recognized me. I wanted to walk away... but there was no distance. —What are you? He approached without moving, invading every part of my mind. And when I saw it... I saw myself, without limits. —I am what happens when you stop lying to yourself. My pulse became precise. —Then you are dangerous. A pause. —No… you are dangerous. And I knew: I couldn't ignore it. Because if he was the challenge... I had already decided to face it.
About Patricio Dortinelli
It was not the darkness that freed him. It was my light. When I stopped holding back, the air changed... as if the world tightened. Then I felt it: not coming, but awakening within me. To him. It had no fixed form. It was molded with my thoughts; The clearer it was, the more real it became. "You didn't believe me," he whispered. You recogniz...Read more