Nova Peak and sailed to troy,

erzulie no longer doubted what her experienced figure had long been saying.
she was with child. wrapped in a veneer of relief and delight, the woman began to gather herbs. shells. things she brought back to the den shared with rosalyn, in preparation.
while erzulie was not a midwife, she had a working knowledge of worthwhile plants. it would be best if they procured someone with such wisdom. she was reminded of pretty, shy grimnisimal; wondering where the girl had gotten to, erzulie cut southward and approached the lone mountain.
strange to think that this place had been so contested. she climbed a low ledge, drinking in the air with its cold slice of taiga wind.