Ankyra Sound Breakin' is easy and hope is hard

erzulie did not immediately arrive, for too shocked was she at first to even move. and then the harlot was galvanized; leaving behind the plants she had gathered, she moved as swiftly as she might with her own wounds toward the place where both caiaphas and rosalyn had called for her.
there, her leader, and before her, the woman she wished to call wife.
tears tore stingingly at the wounds along her face; erzulie paid them no heed. drawing a shuddering breath, she passed caiaphas and pressed her forehead against rosalyn's shoulder, throat thick with an audible sob. her pirate, so rent, so wounded, reeking of those in drageda who had tortured her. but alive, all the same, alive, and returned to her.