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erzulie answered. "ah, val. sweet wanderin' pirate son of mine." and here she gave him a serving of fresh fish, sliced from a salmon she had only caught some minutes ago.
"it always be good to see you back," she said to him, taking in how much the boy had grown, and wondering if the next time he would return.
he was no longer a child. he was a man now, and men often left for their own reasons. but in this male was val, their son, and she welcomed him as she would forever.