Mark Froud

The Individual Mark Froud

The boy's world does not use words. No written language, no speech. Even to utter sounds from the mouth is obscene. Then one day, he uncovers a lump of metal and traces lines which he will follow to a different world? In our time, in the centre of a city, a hesitant writer observes witches performing a ceremony. A traumatised woman sees a boy materialise in front of her. She sees her lost son and seizes him in her arms. In this world, a silent boy watches buildings and people take on new shapes. Nothing is what it was before; nobody is who they were, because nothing can be named.