Dragoncrest Cliffs and when the maidens stood around the altar

a paranoia had gripped erzulie.
she howled for @Hermes, for @Dionysus, for @Coraline. her sea-girl, the last — no. mireille was not dead. she would return.
but for now she needed them close, the young ones. she paced to the place of the roja den, restless.