I don't know where this is going. Please bear with the shortness. I'll have a new chapter up soon.
She is an Unspeakable. She is broken and falling apart and she has seen herself in the bell jar. Time isn't a clock anymore and the prophecy isn't where she last saw it. The stars can't tell her anything and memories can kill you. The veil is whispering and the arch is crumbling.
Hurry.