Seaside Moors echèk

maleah reassured, but mireille was far too preoccupied with her status as failed mother to heed, to internalize. "i hope very much dat you be right, or dat dey didnae come so very far."
the sea took. the sea gave. the sea took, and this time it might be miette and astera who had been the penalty.
the price.
her eyes blurred; she was a ribbon of red as she moved deeper into the moors, calling, calling — even if mireille had stopped believing she would hear an answer.