Mind-Virus

"The mind is such a beautiful but odd thing. It stores memories in mental cabinets, some of which are always open, and some of which are locked so tightly that we cannot even open them. They are from a past life that you have no memory of living. Occasionally, however, an especially strong lock is broken, and the most unconscious thoughts swarm out like cancer, spreading and infecting every crevice of the mind. Everything you think then becomes interpreted with this paradigm, this incurable mind-virus. Everything becomes this one thought."

Art for the third chapter of my original story, Cradle.

Web-like synapses for all

Read here:

Chapter 1: [link]
Chapter 2: [link]
Chapter 3: [link]
Chapter 4: [link]