Dragoncrest Cliffs Lightning flash—

any other time she might have laughed. but this was her mate. this was rosalyn, drifting where the rest of them could not follow: into half-cooked memories tangled in the kelp of that which had been forgotten. "she may have been going to confront caiaphas. it is said dat witch stole chil'ren." 
but this had never been anything she had seen.
erzulie let out her breath and now she looked at sobo. "you will be a man in de sprin'."
ankyra yawned around them, mystical. desolate. "once we lived here. rusalka. de wolves who lived upon de cliffs den, we fought dem. your mot'er was taken captive by dem. by drageda. she is remembering many t'ings at once." and not chronologically.