Dragoncrest Cliffs full heart, empty hands

@Erzulie if she’s home?<3

jorunn left the taiga, she left the willows. she left behind all the bitter men who had jaded her wayward adventures. in return, she was met with the smell of salty winds and the familiar cut of the cliffs, the coast.

she had not come back with a wayward daughter as she had wished she might, but she hoped she was welcomed all the same.

softly, she called out for the grief clutched sea mother.

erzulie.