Epilogue
Pierce watched the city retreat as the train picked up speed. The city spires shrank. The bright lights faded into the sky and left behind the stars. He felt the crush of bodies lessening as he stretched out in his seat, alone in the train car.
The Moon loomed large, ever present. In the darkness of the new day, he felt the Moon’s rays call to his blood, to the eager wolf inside him.
At the increased chugging of the wheels, his ears perked up. His sharp eyes caught movement in the overgrown landscape outside the glass window. His fingers thrummed against the armrest. His foot tapped against the thin carpeting.
The tip of his nose felt cold. He noticed he was flush to the glass window. He leaned back and saw he had fogged it up. The condensation melted away, leaving behind a sh
