Coconut Grove I'm gonna fight the moon

her time was near.
she did not know the moment nor the hour nor the second.
if she threw herself into the fray, she risked the babes within; if she did not, she risked reyes.
was this why he had become so distant? erzulie wondered vaguely with a rising horror. that he was followed by some brute. is she alone? you will not harm my son, came the snarl within her mind.
the harlot lowered her shoulder, aimed to ram the woman's ribcage. rosencrantz would fight unto the death, but erzulie wished that he would live for the chapters yet ahead.
if true, her aim might break them aside — she prayed that it would be possible.