Dragoncrest Cliffs Blue Skies Over Our Land

She wanted to follow Erzulie more than remain here, but it was unlikely anything she could do could change the desolation on either of them. Rosalyn felt uncomfortable with their grief, as if she were a trespasser on it. She should not be - she should feel more. But she found, as she watched Njord, that no tears would come. There was only the hollow absence.

She should comfort him, say something. But she could think of no words, nor summon any feeling that wouldn't ring false. Instead she turned and, silently, departed into the daylight. She did not follow Erzulie but remained outside, still struck with the sensation that the scene within somehow did not belong to her.