Blacktail Deer Plateau and my tongue stiffens into silence,

erzulie found cupid with his eyes fixed to the cold waters of the river. the harlot hesitated a moment before she pushed herself forward, uttering a chuff to announce her presence. no words came; she merely padded to a halt some feet away and turned her two-toned gaze to the clear surface as well.
there came a spread of silence. she wondered if cupid regretted the decision made that day upon the borders. only time could heal such an anxiety. but there was enough of it still, even now, to mend such a situation, and she with herbs at hand.
he need only say the words to her.