Illustration by Eyugho By the time Ferris had chosen a new violin, Seamus had fully recovered. He was resilient, if anything. Demos had gone quiet at the sight of the mark across Ferris’ throat, and had remained quiet through the entire retelling of that night. But whatever revenge the...

Illustration by Eyugho Autumn had come and gone too quickly. It was already snowing again and Ferris and Demos had found shelter at the Sparrow Diner. In the three years since his first cup of black coffee, Ferris had grown to enjoy it. It had taken the entire three...