Seaside Moors magritte suit

neither he nor wintersbane had lived alongside the bitter salt before, but both had found their way to this place. erzulie thought it intriguing and fortunate; she reserved any further speculation for another time. miranda's comment upon the mountains was moreso pointed, and erzulie found herself thinking of the time that rusalka had spent at the plateau.
"i lived near dem once," she murmured quietly. "i nevah was so clumsy anywhere as when i was upon t'ose damned rocks." a gentle chuckle at her former missteps; the harlot paused to look upon the beauty of the waving moorgrass with its caught currents of air. "at times i wonder if at one time wolves lived in de sea." a mischievious glimmer in her mismatched eyes; erzulie waved her tail and pressed on, hoping to entice miranda into more fanciful discourse.