Seaside Moors Seeing fire, I'm told it never burns.

erzulie drew after her wife, heard the whisper. as kaertok exchanged his own with raleska, the harlot sought to touch raleska's shoulder, gently. no words would dispel the dismay writ quite clearly into her daughter's heart. and so she offered none, only her love. "i will be back when we have settled dere, to come an' search again." split from the moorland or not, valravn could not be forgotten, and erzulie would travel down the coast as many times as she must until the boy was found.