Not sure what to make of it, which I suspect is the author's intent. It's deliberately obtuse, allegorical and metpahor abounds to the point where things happen, then they don't and the protagonist narrates her descent into madness (or clarity, again I'm unsure which it is).
It is however well written and engaging even if oblique to the point of frustrating resolutionlessness (yes I know it's not a real word, but what is real anyway? Grow some fur and sleep in a den, it'll make more sense then).
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