Dragoncrest Cliffs Brilliance

erzulie listened quietly. she was reminded that merlin had come to them rather mysteriously on the word of njord. but she had not often wondered about his origins for he had fit so well into sapphique, and she thought of him as one of theirs rather than one who had come to join them. 
both the young men, the courtesan thought, had arranged themselves flush with the vision of the coastal pack. 
"yes an' no," she said, with an apologetic smile meant to convey her pending explanation. "de small t'ings, de act of living: dat gets easier. but de t'ings dat life be handin' you to deal wid as you move t'rough de years: not all such events are easy." waxing poetic; she reached to nudge merlin's shoulder with a reassuring brush.