Dragoncrest Cliffs Lightning flash—

erzulie listened. she tried to keep her face impassive as her son spoke, but failed as he spoke the name of a long-gone woman. "caiaphas," she whispered to herself after the boy had finished. "she been dead a long while."
the grotto.
there was no reason for either of them to go there now. it had once been their home, earned bitterly in blood; it was where she had almost lost rosalyn; it was where she had believed scarab had drowned — and her wife knew these things. but still ankyra had blazed in her mind.
she had thought the witch knew where she might find mireille.
instinctively she changed their course at once, turning for the cursed place. "she is remembering a different time."
maybe if they were able to discover what ghosts called to rosalyn, they might be able to untangle her.