Dragoncrest Cliffs ti gason pèdi

"in anot'er mont' and some weeks," mireille said. "it seems longer t'en it is. nine weeks, sometimes ten; it is not a long while at all."
her smile was joyous, unguarded. "erzulie prepared for dem wid swimmin', lots of it. she swam more when she was pregnant," the obsidian remembered, intending to lead lafayette on impulse toward siren's bay.
"somet'in' about de water. good for de young an' deliverin' t'em into breath."
one day, perhaps, lafayette might be the val standing over another litter.