Seaside Moors Cause back where I come from, man, we're laughing at you

Change had come to Raleska's form, and first she spent her nights in disbelief, then disillusionment. More than once she had bit back the urge to call for him, but each time she grit her teeth and allowed her stubborn pride to get the better of her.

It wasn't his fault any more than it was hers. She had been stupid, juvenile. Raleska had always thought herself someone who wouldn't be tempted in that way, but now that the deed was done.. she was just as weak as the rest of them.

She searched the strand for @Erzulie with dread fizzling inside. Later, she might tell @Rosalyn after she had made sense of it all, but for now she stared at the moors in quiet disbelief, searching absently for a familiar face the way a ghost might pass through old haunts once lived in.