Dragoncrest Cliffs We are painted with the fear that if the sea recedes, it never comes back...

erzulie was alone, thankfully enough. the woman sunned herself upon corsair beach, drinking in the early rays of the sunlight which dazzled her to spice and dark honey. she heard the pirate approaching and did not move, only smiled. "good morning, wife."
and it was. erzulie felt truly settled, and without any of the malaise which had so long sat upon her since one by one the eldest children, and the youngers, disappeared from their shores.
she reached sweetly for rosalyn, wanting to share the sand in this moment of respite.