Ankyra Sound so don't worry, i'm coming home.

these words were as foreign to caiaphas as her own names were foreign to astera -- but rosalyn! erzulie! her eyes lit up in hope.

she felt herself pull closer to the child. their souls, like her own, had gone to the end of the clearing; a bitter satisfaction fluttered through the old crone.

but that was not important. not anymore.

caiaphas leaned forward, an unsettled quiet in her voice. i want you to have this. her form shimmered over a slim stone of jade, which had once been her summoning knife in a life long ago.

and i have something to show you. follow me.

caiaphas began to float towards the ceremonial chamber.