Dragoncrest Cliffs came home to a burnt out room

the girl did not answer but began to look around. 
there was unfortunately no such plant. erzulie had made it up, to keep indra close long enough for observation. if it was a sin she believed it to be a small one. the girl was clearly traumatized and hardly verbal; her skittish energy was enough to lift erzulie's own hackles from time to time.
she settled a little ways away, searching between the thorny vines for the leaves she would not see. no plant, but a ripe and shaded bunch of blackberries.
these she un-notched and set down near indra. erzulie turned back to her looking. "you can eat t'ose, if you want."