Ankyra Sound eros, giver of pain

beneath the cliffs there was the sound, and it was wrapped in the same blackpine which girdled sapphique's fine borderlands.
and inside the weald of sea-trees was a clearing, lush and sunlit. here it was that erzulie lay with @Jorunn, both of them for the time being caught in the immutable moment which comprises a sapphic entangling —
that a breath or sigh or stir might start things once more —
she faced jorunn with her cheek pressed to the emerald sedges. "i am going to step down as obisidian. soon."