Autumn is slowly leaving us. Now, in November, sunlight fades too early. It’s a ritual that is repeated every evening – darkness falls slowly and silently, and just before it envelops the Santa Cruz la Real campus, a new, artificial light appears which is warm and beautiful. The hallways and walls of the old building change color. The students in the library look strangely detached from this calm transition. And the days get shorter and shorter, heralding the arrival of a new winter.