Dragoncrest Cliffs they say we being demonic, angel in disguise

not for the first time did sobeille wish she had known her grandmaman. it was a cruel sense of irony that one of them died the day she came to the world -- was it one soul transferred into another, or had one life paid a bloodprice for a new life?

she ducked as her maman kissed her. rude! she was grown now! she did not need any mothering! but her protests were half-hearted, stymied by what mireille spoke next.

sobeille hardly liked her current siblings - so it was hard for her to muster excitement about the prospect of more. will dey be better den my current sibblings? sobeille queried, squinting at mireille as if it were her mother's fault her children were stuffy and unfun.