@Laking86 @bookstodon "To wit, she enjoys shooting her collection of antique Ottoman arquebusses at passing aircraft and writing long, paranoid letters to the editor of the Times. She lives rent-free in the disused belfry of a small and worn-down Anglican church, unbeknownst to its minister. On moonlit nights, she brews mysterious elixirs with graveyard dust and human blood, and feeds them (for unknown reasons) to an ever-growing family of extremely large and aggressive church crows."