Inferno Episodio 2 Di 7 -

Like two doves returning to their nest, the pair descended from the gale. They were and Paolo Malatesta . Francesca spoke, her voice weeping even as she found words. She told of a book—the story of Lancelot—that they had read together one afternoon.

Dante looked up into the blackness. He saw them—the "carnal sinners" who had let their reason be swept away by desire. They were tossed like autumn leaves in a storm, never resting, never touching the ground. Inferno Episodio 2 di 7

"O weary souls!" Dante cried out. "Come speak to us, if none deny it!" Like two doves returning to their nest, the

She described how they were murdered by her husband—Paolo’s brother—before they could repent. As she spoke, Paolo did nothing but sob, his grief a silent echo to her tale. She told of a book—the story of Lancelot—that

Virgil stepped forward, his voice a calm anchor in the chaos. "Hinder not his fated going. It is so willed where power is what it wills; ask no more."

The weight of their tragedy, the realization that their eternal togetherness was actually their eternal punishment, became too much for Dante. The wind, the weeping, and the sheer pity for their lost souls crushed his spirit. His knees buckled, the world turned to ink, and he fell to the rocky floor like a dead body falls.

"O thou that comest to the abode of pain!" Minos bellowed, his voice vibrating in Dante's very marrow. "Look how thou enterest, and in whom thou trustest!"