Phoenix Maplewood kesyon

mireille grinned. "dat just de way it has been all my life! my mot'er rosalyn is firm an' kind. she is de tanzanite of sapphique. an' my mot'er erzulie is our obsidian. she smiles a lot. i miss dem," she declared to hr friend, though she turned a look toward druid that suggested she did not intend to change their time for anything.
"i am happy to be here wid you now," she said softly, suddenly shy and pawing at the ground as if it might yield something to look at.