Blacktail Deer Plateau thin flames underneath my skin

rosencrantz launched into a truly woeful tale, and erzulie could see by which course he had become so guarded. vulnerable in love, it had been those naked moments in which he was treated most cruelly. her mouth was a grim line, to think upon such a fate for his heart.
in many ways, erzulie's trade had stripped her of what love could mean. she had discovered it only in rosalyn; there would not be a second time. but there was such for rosencrantz still. "you are still healing, den."