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goddess' grace, no gods; the loa surrounding the child and breathing with her as motherbody worked the child down into the bowl of pelvis, and then out —
her first breath was a shock! so great a shock that mireille was silent!
not for long, not as erzulie's tongue swept over her, and finally she began to weep, la llorona to rosalyn's heart perhaps; and lay peeping and downy against her sister's flank, to exist in some fright of melancholy and charmless cold.
bit by bit she became warm.