Blackbeak Bluff prayer circle

religion. a man of god.
mireille spread the kelp neatly on the sand and began to add the sea urchins, turning them against one another in hopes that their spikes would not shred their carrier to pieces on the way home.
"my maman has lwa she talks about. but i do not know dem. is dis what god be like?"
she turned her emerald eyes on bartholomew. "an' would you say dat your actions be good?"