Otatso Wetlands When I get low I prefer the cold

@Qeorvik ME, I START, no rushhh <3
For my own reference this thread is set between the Everett threads

Time passed in a series of stuttering leaps and brief flashes of forever. A second passed in an hour, then an hour in a second, and Reverie did not know herself from the space around her. She did not know herself at all. She wandered in a daze and saw nothing, and left Everett far behind.
She remembered The Gilded Sea. She remembered her parents, screaming until their voices were raw, until her name became only meaningless noise, and then on until it became something else entirely. Until just the sound of it hit her like shrieking in her ears, and she couldn't stand it anymore. They'd only wanted her to speak. Just a word, any word, but she couldn't. She never could when it mattered.