Calvariae

Cradle – Chapter 4 We don't always know when the locks of our subconscious will rattle open. Sometimes, it's intentional, but often times it's unexpected. Something just clicks and you find yourself in terrified awe of the knowledge you suddenly uncover. The mind-cancer has become incurable. I was standing at the platform of the train station, eyes locked onto the far wall on the other side. It was 6:00 AM in the morning so people were scrambling to work, but I could clearly see to the other platform. There, Skye smiled brightly at me with her youthful, girlish complexion, in an overblown promotional picture of Crest toothpaste. 'Have