Blacktail Deer Plateau and my tongue stiffens into silence,

spring. erzulie had all but forgotten the delicate warmth of the air scented with new blossoms. what would spring be here, upon the plateau, she wondered.
a dismal pang of envy for the sisters who had departed to live upon the brine. 
erzulie noted cupid's frown, chose her next words carefully. "i did not at first want children. i did not t'ink i would be suited for de role. but each moment wid dem has been unique, somet'ing i never would have experienced ot'erwise."