** spoiler alert ** "Be careful... You're all I've got left, to remind me who I really am." - Arthur

There's that sinking feeling again. You're turning pages too quickly, there are precious few left, how can everything be wrapped up in time? It's the saddest thing, when you realise it simply won't be.

The ending was abrupt, and that was cruel, but it also allowed for deeper interpretation into what is surely the heaviest material of the series. On one hand we have the New Architect, who - in the instant of his transformation - loses all but a shred of his humanity, and on the other we have his naive remnant; doomed to watch his loved ones grow old and die. For Arthur, his struggle with the Morrow Days was all pain, all the time and his reward is immortality unlooked-for.

I guess what I'm saying is, ultimately, Arthur failed in almost every way: His mother is dead, the House was destroyed, his mortality shredded and bound. At the very end of the series our hero is revealed to be just as tragic and flawed as his enemies always insisted he was. I like my bittersweet with a little more 'sweet'.

The veil drops, and you understand that the entire series was one weary God's struggle to end her life.

There is a lack of closure, yes. But it does more than damn the book.

It makes you mourn.