Dragoncrest Cliffs Lightning flash—

Dat is what I t’ought, Sobo agreed. Their tales had always been about her storied life, but there was never any indication other than that Caiaphas had died long ago. The how and why of it, these were things Sobo did not know. Speaking about the witch seemed like more of a pain point for his mothers than anything.

When Erzulie redirected them toward the Sound, Sobo followed reluctantly. He had been reluctant with Rosalyn, too. He had enough stories in his head urging him to not go down there that he had never found in him any curiosity about the sound or its grotto. It was cursed. That was all he needed to know to avoid it.

But he followed anyway. He was curious and afraid and Erzulie was safer than being alone right now. But why would she t’ink it has anyt’ing ta do wit’ Mireille? His sister was of the present, not the past.