Dragoncrest Cliffs weeper

Erzulie never gave Rosalyn reason to doubt, but she also had not felt beautiful since the day these very cliffs had marked her. Jorunn was different. She had not known her whole and unmarred- had not seen her in her prime, carried her through the way the pirate's wife had. But still she responded.

Something Rosalyn hadn't even known was broken mended within her as Jorunn crooned.

She drew her close and began to trail her touch in a way that was familiar, tracing her jawline and throat the way she had so many times with her wife over the years. She knew Erzulie would not berudge her this - their love was an understanding and a shared acceptance. It was large enough to contain and enfold this third recipient.

Rosalyn would explore with her beneath the stars, gently held by the sea. And if Jorunn was willing they would pass the night tangled on the sand.

fade? <3 *big heart eyes* ;.;