I love the way you tie in Connor's future with Drusilla's visions. Dru sees everything and knows everything, and it's fascinating to watch how her insight illuminates the past. But the line that struck me the most was this:

Down from the docks, salty and raw, they’ll ram in his port; the world is nothing but meat. Take yours tonight, so you can buy some tomorrow: mutton and scraps for the family, children.

Whoa. Such a bleak commentary on the world, yet so (sadly) true, even today. Your description of the poverty and despair of 19th century Hamburg is a perfect mirror for Drusilla's own despair over her family's future. Lovely work.