Blacktail Deer Plateau sets the heart in my ribcage fluttering;

"do you t'ink he would want to go?" erzulie inquired. she did not mean to avoid an answer for her wife; she simply did not wish to know. tired of wandering, of roaming; she wanted only a place she might never leave again unless in the embrace of death. "i t'ink he would not mind seeing de sea again."
it was what they all wished, erzulie felt. rusalka was a place of saltwolves. the plateau had only been intended for a temporary refuge, and it had done so.
it was time now to return home. she only wished to be careful about such things.