(Trying to) Head for the Hills

Part thirteen of Misplaced Fire After Isabelle took the fifth picture of Jason dressed as her madre, Jason’s face brightened  as if a light bulb had turned on. He whispered something into Isabelle’s ear, then vanished. Nesrin stood up with such force that it knocked her chair down. “Where did he go?” Isabelle vanished too.... Continue Reading →


Living Their Fantasies

Part twelve of Misplaced Fire Nesrin’s lips were now twitching to the point of it being more accurate to say they were vibrating. She forced herself to speak to Isabelle and Jason. “Well, for now you’ve got powers I don’t even have. If you’ve ever wanted to shape shift, this is the time.” Aravis said,... Continue Reading →


Part eleven of Misplaced Fire They got to the apartment in time to see Isabelle catch fire and Jason extinguish himself. Nesrin’s lip twitched. “Their first steps and I missed it.” Ceylan and Aravis hugged tightly. Aravis’s eyes were closed, but Ceylan was making the kind of eye contact with Dinah that only comes from... Continue Reading →

Consulting an Advisor

Part ten of Misplaced Fire Nesrin had never been overly comfortable in Lesslight. She’d given Jason and Isabelle the impression that the Great Hall was the center of the Hidden Realm, and on earth it was, but Samira’s real capital and base of operations was a city carved into the core of Earth’s Moon. The... Continue Reading →

Know Thyself

Part nine of Misplaced Fire Nesrin snapped the bracelet onto her wrist, aiming the stone so it wouldn’t touch her. “Fine. Lesson number one: how well did you know your bodies before this happened?” Jason’s face looked as if he were trying to solve advanced algebraic equations without a calculator. “Know our bodies? You mean... Continue Reading →


Part eight of Misplaced Fire When the fiery winds cleared Isabelle and Jason looked normal, if panicked. They were both patting themselves all over making sure a) they were still alive, and b) nothing was burnt off. Neither of them could feel heat anywhere. Actually they both felt stronger than ever. They’re whole bodies were... Continue Reading →

The Adventure Hits the Rock

Part seven of Misplaced Fire Aravis’ hand emerged from the liogon’s mane with a thick, plain, silver bracelet baring a substantial cluster of jagged, transparent, yellow rock. Dinah swatted the bracelet out of her hand and she and Nesrin both took a step back as it hit the floor. “That’s saGkramastone. Thank Heaven Above you... Continue Reading →

In the Strangest Places

Part six of Misplaced Fire When they arrived at the museum they were standing on a metal grate platform looking out from two stories up at a pipe organ with massive pipes extending three stories up the wall. The section they were in looked neither entirely cave-like nor entirely museum-like. More like a Tim Burton-ized... Continue Reading →

How to Track Your Dragon/Lion Hybrid

Part five of Misplaced Fire Dinah considered what to say about Jason’s ‘efforts’ with his phone, decided they didn’t merit dignifying with a response, and didn’t provide one. She did however, cut her eyes at Nesrin. Nesrin telepathically told her sister, “Yes, he’s always like that.” First light was just breaking. It was still a... Continue Reading →

Powered by WordPress.com.

Up ↑