Dragoncrest Cliffs bittersweet, irresistible, a crawling beast

erzulie continued to hold her.
there were a thousand things to say. there were none at all. the war was the last time that she had been faced with the pain that meerkat now felt in her heart, and that felt dozens of eons ago by now. she tried to remember what caiaphas had said, if the old witch had offered any words of comfort at all during those days.
"come home wid me an' rosalyn an' jorunn for a little. a day or two. you do not need to be alone at night, meerkat." she smiled. "an' chacal is in de meadow, just beyond. soon her children will join ours an' yours."
a circle of mothers.