Ankyra Sound betrayed and played by god

for each plant caiaphas spoke of, erzulie followed with a motion of her muzzle, no doubt committing each plant to memory. caiaphas was silent as the woman lipped at an unattractive branch of mint, her gaze scanning the darkened sea abstractly as she waited for erzulie's verdict.

she shared an understanding smile, though its presence on her features was unnervingly quick. she herself had little enjoyment during her pregnancy -- glad as she was to bear children, she was just as glad to have expelled them from her body. "that is not crazy," the sylph rejoined, recalling her own duress. "they are growing in you, making room. maybe pushing around an organ or two." a poor joke, though the crone thought erzulie's disposition could use some lightening. "they will be out before you know it. it is your first time, yes?"