Blacktail Deer Plateau weld the gates to heaven shut

Over their time together, Rosalyn had not picked up the entirety of the language Erzulie at times slipped into, but she had learned enough.  She smiled, closing her eyes and continuing for a moment the path she traveled.  Then she paused to pull back and lay a light, soft kiss on her wife's temple.

We can find a place where they will not, she answered, opening once more to look at her.  There was an almost pleading anticipation that she felt to her as well; it had been so long since the two of them had been close as this.  But I do not think they will mind.

As she said this last bit, she rose to circle, resting close as she did in an attempt to evoke some of the familiar desire that had colored their meetings before.  Their secluded beach was too far, but the memory of it was closer than she expected.