Dragoncrest Cliffs doulè

mireille sighed softly. "dey must, suzu. it be de way t'ings are." she supposed it was unfair; she had missed sobo and loko and val by turns.
but maybe in the missing, suzu would come to understand. "now," the red auntie said in a lighter tone, "i know maman erzulie always be havin' sea urchin eggs. come on. we go an' ask her, oui?" her smile meant to encourage her niece. it was not always easy to be a daughter of the sea cliffs.