102. Marcus

The day I stop opening my eyes and searching for a flicker of dawn will be when my wolf stops trying too. Not once did I stop believing.

Now, finally, after almost five years, something has happened. Since Ayr told me their silver wolf has vanished from the heavens, the constant blackness has started to part.

There are shadows and hints of grey and white in my peripheral vision. I can’t see shapes, but there is lightness where once only pitch black existed.

My first instinct was to call out to Berrybrow. But then I shut my lips and breathe sharply.

This is for me to know. My secret. For if it turns out, all I can see are the shadows at the edges. What has been gained?

But maybe, just maybe my purgatory is finally ending?

I already know my irises have turned to jade. Mrs Berrybrow was sweet to sell it kindly, maybe as proof that my wolf is still trying to heal me.

Ayr has since said he doesn’t give a fuck, that I was exactly the same man to him. Except hearing how the others hav