Firefly Glen [PHE] they got the drip

so many names! chani saw his eyes light and it amused her, to see this devotion to pack in someone else besides herself. and a boy at that. the presence of other girls sold her on the venture, but it was sven's mention of a mother that at last brought her own gaze to burning life.
a mother. a patriarch. she did not comment on the difference, instead nodding. "we have a resting place, on de cliffs. my gran'mot'ers be t'ere." more than them, but in terms of matriarchal power, erzulie and rosalyn had defined that for chani. "you said your fadir, he left? who is sanja?"