Barrow Fields who is doing you wrong?

erzulie did not hear the tread of the prodigal above the crash of the waves. it was not until her ears beheld the familiar ring of the man's voice did she turn her head, setting a thoughtful gaze upon him.
she was not surprised to see that he had returned; the archangel had been ever-loyal to rusalka since he had been among them. perhaps it had been the woman tundra who had turned his head, but she could not know this for certain. only that he, that tundra, and that rowan had all departed the moors not so many days in between.
but rosencrantz was here now.
"why did you abandon us?" words without judgement, hovering between them and threatened by the wind.