Alpine Lake soon she shall give them

erzulie swallowed, sighed, turned back the way that they had come. "home," she decided in a word. "we look for him on de way." she would come out again before winter locked them into the clifftops, but she could not risk his surrender to the teeth of strangers.
a mistake, perhaps one vital, but one she accepted beneath her breastbone as mismatched gaze reached for rosencrantz. perhaps it would be best to take his lead upon their return journey; erzulie welcomed any chance that she had been wrong, and that valravn wandered close, only overlooked.