Seaside Moors and what did i especially desire

"it not be correct, but," her shoulders rolled, "dey have passed on now. an' if dey come back, we kill dem." perhaps it would not be a lesson the girl wanted to learn, but learn she would. "it be t'eft," the harlot explained, "to take kills from our land." 
but she saw no reason to hunt them down, to track them — rusalka would not starve for this pile of bones. "come wid me," she instructed, noting the weight in the young one's voice.
to the borders, and as with caiaphas so long ago, erzulie began to mark, urine steaming in the cool air as she motioned for regin to do the same.