Ankyra Sound eros, giver of pain

delight and warmth and —

she breathed in the perfume of herself on erzulie, relished the way the sun warmed the cinnamon of the woman. everything had felt perfect in a way it had not with anybody else. how silly, she thought, to not have realized she could love a woman sooner. why had she denied herself such?

but her copper eyes turned with a thoughtfulness to the way the woman spoke. jorunn stayed close, nose brushing along tendrils of well tended to furs that padded the chest of erzulie.

will you say why?