mark is the story of a man struggling-dissatisfied with the mundanities of modern life-striving to find a better version of the world and of himself-determined to do more than just survive-even if his quest raises more questions than it answers-even if reality starts to blur along the way.

Mark travels to a strange patch of rainforest where barefoot tribes still hunt with handmade bows and arrows-walks alone along jungle trails until he's suddenly surrounded by men with wooden spears-then is taken back to their village where he's kept as a slave for several years-forced to do much more than just carry firewood-more than just witness the tribe's full moon rituals. He constantly tries to escape but always fails-guarded by the tribe's stone-faced medicine man every night-the two spending countless hours together as Mark talks about his past-as he regales his uncomprehending audience with stories that are less and less true as times goes by-as hope fades and the dangers all around him only grow.

But he still remembers the people and places he left behind-the family and friends he once knew and loved and who probably stopped looking for him years ago. He dreams of returning to them-of leaving his jungle prison one day-of taking his two young children with him-emerging from the wild with their little bodies held triumphantly on his shoulders-returning from the edge of the earth to tell the world how he survived-how he persevered through all the dark times-how he escaped with only himself to thank-even though he owes his life to his daughter's mother-even though only part of the story he tells is true.