She'd said it before, but Jordan nods confirmation all the same. Yes, she is. And yes, she's sure people are trying to fix it.

But what, exactly, are they fixing? What are they trying to save?

New gods of prophecy, adornments hanging openly from trees, and girls carrying spears that don't know what dogs are.

Jordan shakes her head, perhaps unclearly, and settles her chin in her palm.