Seaside Moors We built this right, so nothing's ever gonna move it

rosalyn was logical, direct, and confirmed things that erzulie considered. she nodded, though the gleam of determination remained in her eyes. "much can change in a year. at first i t'ought reyes had de coldness to do what needed to be done. now i know it is nieve." 
"i am afraid dey will disperse and disappear like scarab," the harlot admitted, chin trembling for a brief moment despite herself. "if we give dem somet'ing to do ..." but perhaps she saw the futility of it now, and swallowed harshly.
"i simply do not want to lose any more children."
she was not sure she deserved those in her belly now.