Seaside Moors and death, i fear and feel, is very near

rosencrantz' question as stalwart guardian of rusalka should have not surprised erzulie. and yet it caught her, sending the woman into a flurry of blinking to hide the sudden leap of saltwater. "every day," she managed, though the feeling that she was only being an anxious mother occurred to her again.
"am i a fool? dey are old enough to be on dere own way." and yet she hurt for them, and yet she could not help her worry. "i hope dat dey find de path back home one day." a sigh; erzulie pressed on with a wan smile. "more children indeed."