Blacktail Deer Plateau weld the gates to heaven shut

"i t'ink raleska should come wid us, yes," erzulie answered, though her eyes had gone vacant, staring, at the very true reality toward which she wished to take a step. the sea belonged to them, to rusalka; saltwater mingled with her blood, and she knew it was true of her children as well.
"but," the harlot went on, turning back to rosalyn, "just because i am not happy does not mean i should uproot us widout some plan of where we be goin'." they had only just begun to piece back together; with a sigh she curled herself against rosalyn's chest, reaching up to kiss beneath the pirate's chin.
"i still miss you. i do not t'ink my heart yet believes you are truly here."