Seaside Moors Light

"zwazo pòv," erzulie murmured as chacal burrowed against her. quite a lot to take at once, but the harlot was not a patient woman in many ways. one such belief was that the sun must be accepted at once, in all its fierce brilliance. 
"li se yon etwal klere ki renmen souri." and her touch was a blessing, as arcelia had discovered that not-long-ago day.