Seaside Moors Mama said don't give up, it's a little complicated

she had just put the little ones to sleep, nosing each of their downy heads. a blink of mismatched eyes gone wet. they were indeed in her very heart, but the coming of her daughters had been colored by the chaos marking her first sons.
they had all come back, erzulie told herself in silent desperation. the loa would bring them to rusalka again.
she could not dwell on it for long; aningan's voice sounded. a smile of relief and she was unfurling from the denmouth quietly, stepping lightly over her brood.
"hello, aningan. dey are just sleepin', but put your eye on dem if you be wantin'."