Dragoncrest Cliffs Don't Do Sadness

foxgold and titillating. this valmúa af stormskýli had already placed such an impression upon njord's heart that erzulie could only marvel. and, she decided, piece together what had happened when another man who felt the same way arrived upon the pair.
the watch where the ravens gather. erzulie nodded, put this aside, indulged him with another sugared smile. "if dere be anyone to learn from, it be rosencrantz," she said lightly, glancing toward the archangel. "an' a woman," the courtesan went on, her attention directed toward njord again, "comes to appreciate a consistency in a man who wishes to court her." a smile, a glimmer of encouragement in her eyes. "how close be dis watch?"