Seaside Moors desert shadows creep across purple sands

Rosalyn found that when you watched pups, you could pick up on things.  Small ones, but ones that would carry forward.  She and Erzulie encouraged boldness, fostered confidence, and as their daughter began to hum, Rosalyn smiled and softly began to follow her lead this time.

It was out of tune, but one of the loveliest the mother had heard.  After a bit of that, she broke off with a laugh, and pulled Solaire in for an embrace.

You should sing for your maman, when she comes home she said, nuzzling her affectionately.