Emberwood for better (or for worse)

the magician was moving too quickly to have noticed sarah. her mind was focused on forgetting; each thought that she longed to erase was replaced by another, prolonging the cycle. she sped quickly to a sprint, halting moments later to lurch over and heave. bhediya tried to breathe through the waves but they continued at a steady pace, one after the other.

what were her options? limited, if nothing else. 

once the contractions had reached their end, she settled back into a seat to catch her breath.