Ankyra Sound a bruise upon the silent moon

Rosalyn hadn't thought herself a stranger to pain, but she'd never known it like this.  At first she bit back her cries as the tremors wracked her narrow frame, but when the first child came forth, she couldn't stop the scream that burst from her throat.

The fact that she'd known made the blow easier.... there was no surprise as she looked upon the lifeless child.  But she wasn't done.

Two more came before she was too spent to continue, her sides heaving with the effort as she lay slack.  Both too were still, and the third had taken its time.  The contractions weren't over, but she had a momentary reprieve as her body recovered, and tears pricked at her eyes as she heard the noises from Erzulie's flank.   She lifted her head to look.... and uttered a soft groan as she curled inward again, cursing both Firefly and herself.

Two more.  By the end she wasn't aware of much, and if Firefly arrived, either he or Caiaphas would likely need to assist her as well.  Because of those two... one did move.  The shifts she'd thought to be her own imagination had been the stirrings of a single life too determined to be stilled, one that when she woke she would know as @Reyes.