Felltree Marsh and beautiful-haired muses

erzulie sighed. this was haunt's part to tell, but the care and concern that njord carried with him at all times softened the obsidian. "a black she-wolf wid yellow eyes, telling her dat sapphique must leave de cliffs."
it made her wary to speak of, as if by not heeding the word of a waking dream might bring them to ruin. she did believe it was raleska, but why her daughter would urge them from their home escaped erzulie.
she bumped njord's shoulder and inspected scuff-marks in the dirt as she waited for him to respond.