Ankyra Sound ... a ritual "godspeak" song...

Reverie had been sleeping. She woke to a scent she would never forget carried in on a soft ocean breeze. There was a false innocence to it, a quietude to the warning that made it seem somehow... not pressing at all. Was there even any danger, truly?
She left Blossom to sleep and drifted thoughtlessly to meet the dark woman she knew lurked just beyond. Reverie thought of very little in this moment, though a few faces passed through her mind. She thought of @Lestan; she thought of @Bjarna, and Rose, and Tybault. In thinking of them she found some kind of resolve. A cold calm, a knowing that whatever end this brought would truly be an end.
Perhaps her own.
But Reverie did not fear the dark; she feared the fire. She was the fire. A wildfire blazing through the Sound, descending upon the sole spot of darkness among so much blinding hope. But she did not expect what she found. A prone figure, weakened, rawboned around the distinct swell of —
Pregnancy! Reverie froze, her ears pulling forward as she struggled to process this sudden revelation. For a moment, she could only stare.