Dragoncrest Cliffs I hope you find your peace, falling on your knees, praying.

it stung the boy beyond measure, but he carried on.

now to the roja den, led by chacal. he was ever so grateful she was here.

two babes played out in the open. val kept his distance, a tether to indra until erzulie appeared.

how he wished to rush in then, too -- but the memory of rosalyn froze him. it was not until erzulie pulled him into her embrace that his shoulders relaxed, the tension fleeing from him like a departing wave.

maman, val whispered, an ear tilted as chacal's song-like voice filled the air. he turned to indra, whose gaze looked momentarily glossy. maman, this is indra. he was quiet a moment, swallowing thousands of sharp emotions at once. indra, this is my mother.