Dragoncrest Cliffs bittersweet, irresistible, a crawling beast

Her ribs felt like they might crack as she sucked in deep breaths only to loose them in the form of wracking sobs. She cried until she ran out of breath, quieting somewhat but letting the tears stream down her face as Erzulie crooned a song in her ear.

She wept herself into exhaustion, not really sure what to do with herself when it was all said and done. Suppose something had happened to Njord and he just… never came back. Would she be able to accept that, without closure? Or would she live the rest of her days, always holding out hope that he might turn up one day, no matter how long it took?

Meerkat didn’t have the answers. Spent, she rested her head on Erzulie’s shoulder and just let the grief and uncertainty of it press against her broken heart.