Dragoncrest Cliffs for me this and love for the sun

the children were beginning to be lulled by their devouring. erzulie tucked them against one another and lay her plume across their silken backs. "njord will help you as much as he is able, but de res' of it be your own to do, meerkat," she said first, unwittingly circling into the younger woman's same thought.
"i will be close when it is time. call for me an' i will come to you. de days after a birt' be hard. your breasts will ache an' you might weep, for no reason dat is apparent."
a chaotic, beautiful, changeling time.
"but if de sadness continue, speak about it. some mot'ers suffer alone in dis sadness. not so in sapphique." meerkat was one of their women now; it did not matter if she had been born elsewhere.