‘I know what you mean, Gilly, but normal for every child now means living on the streets with or without their family and chipping away at a landmark all day with a broken chisel until it is time to collapse again like it was the day before and will be until there are no days left to endure.’
Mac looked at his friends.
‘I have made a life of doubting and disbelieving and my recent errors regarding these infernal beings have shaken me to my very core.’
Mac looked worried.
‘For a while there by the canal I feared that I was falling too far inside myself to ever make it back.’