Wake: Episode Three… The Alley
By Kai Beasley
“Remember boy, hide a stick among sticks,” Liberio said as he looked at Marcelo with stern affection. “Hide a man among men… now you’re it.”
By Kai Beasley
“Remember boy, hide a stick among sticks,” Liberio said as he looked at Marcelo with stern affection. “Hide a man among men… now you’re it.”
With a gentle jab from General Grey’s foot, Liberio’s body slid into the water as Marcelo looked on in disbelief. Marcelo’s body was numbed by the adrenaline, yet his mind remained extraordinarily clear.
“Funny isn’t it? What happens to the body when the mind gets scared?” General Grey said.
The Water. The only time he felt at peace was when he was watching the light glint off of the surface of the ocean, each flash appearing and disappearing seemingly at its own discretion. As a young boy growing up in the poor district of Registro, Sao Paulo, Marcelo Ronaldo often wished he was light on the surface of the sea. No focus, only movement, appearance and disappearance. It was his love of water, and of family that brought him to a place that gave him a bad feeling; a feeling of shear terror, although he was not clear on what it was he feared.