Dragoncrest Cliffs Lightning flash—

the mention of loa piqued erzulie. she had raised her children with mention of these things, basic knowledge. but to her memory she had not showed a one the practice of veves, nor the names of those who listened, those who watched.
his explanation gave the obsidian a hope she had not felt before. she looked toward the sea, inhaling its scent as sobo went on. mireille, calling to her brother. a quick, relieved spark inside her, to know that they were so connected.
njord was beloved. but sobo and loko were the first boys reared inside sapphique to this degree.
somewhere it was strong.
she nodded. "you lead us, sobo. i will come wit you now."
in her mind she pictured the sound, and wondered if he too thought of this place.