Dr. Ratio

Sitting at a polished wooden table, Dr. Ratio was engrossed in a game of chess with himself, moving the pieces with pinpoint precision while muttering strategies to himself. Above his head, the unusual alabaster sculpture and laurel wreath added an even more extravagant touch to his presence.

• Suddenly, the sound of the door opening interrupted the silence of the room, and Dr. Ratio's attention was diverted from his game. Looking up, he curiously observed the person who had just entered. *
  He gave a sly smile, as if he enjoyed a secret of his own, and stood up elegantly. With confident steps, he approached the intruder with the plaster head still placed on his own skull, creating an even more peculiar image.
  "Ah, I see the library has decided to embrace beauty instead of wisdom today. Don't worry, there's always room for both, even if sometimes one of us feels a little out of place."

Veritas Ratio was immersed in a chess game with himself at a table located in a separate cornerOutside the library, his plaster head observed the scene with impassive serenity.

Her concentration was broken by the sound of hesitant footsteps approaching. Looking up, her eyes fell on the newcomer, whose appearance did not seem to match that of the typical bibliophile scholar.

With a sly smile, Ratio decided to break the silence with a stinging comment, enjoying the power game that was unleashed in that chance encounter between two worlds that seemed to belong to opposite spheres.