Blacktail Deer Plateau everything moves, everything pulses, everything lies in the eyes of you

"well, t'eseus stark," erzulie purred in a silken voice that veiled nothing about the hardness of her eyes, "den you know why we are tired of being plagued by her name." like her wife, the harlot was already wearied by the young man's idiotic crusade.
"we called her a witch, an' she is," erzulie said brightly. "say caiaphas t'ree times, an' she will come to find you." a cruel tease; she laughed and stepped forward.
"it is time for you to leave."