What Waits in Shadow

Part twenty-two of Misplaced Fire Jason looked at his hands, looking for the power behind them. “They control us? How can that happen?” Nesrin admired Dinah’s flute. “Isabelle, you’re the psychology major; explain what’s dangerous about ignoring your shadow self.” Isabelle frowned at being put through her paces. “The lack of self-knowledge gives the unconscious... Continue Reading →


The Flute

Part twenty-one of Misplaced Fire Dinah picked up the flute from the table. Originally plain wood, she had decorated it in different styles during different eras to reflect the changes in herself. The current iteration was characterized by feathers hanging on black string. She pointed the flute at Nesrin, Isabelle, and Jason. “Whoever moved it,... Continue Reading →

The Flicker Before the Flare

Part Twenty of Misplaced Fire In the background, unnoticed by the diners, the water in Dinah’s pool drew itself into a pile and started to rise in a fountain that took the form of two dolphins revolving around each other. Aravis was the first to see it. “Is that Sapphire Water from the hurricane that’s... Continue Reading →

Dinner at Dinah’s

Part nineteen of Misplaced Fire When the meal started the conversation had been about anything except Jason and Isabelle’s condition. Aravis was still trying to prove a point from a previous argument. “I know Granny Samira allows full-blooded humans at Lesslight; you met my dad at Lesslight.” Ceylan swirled the barely wine in her glass.... Continue Reading →

Scenery Change

Part eighteen of Misplaced Fire It was five hours before Jason and Isabelle started to wake up. The first sight they saw was heavy black curtains draped around them on a frame like a tent. They were lying on a mattress covered in dark blue silk. Neither of their heads especially hurt, apart from the... Continue Reading →


Part seventeen of Misplaced Fire The newly renamed Mount Clements floated above the shipyard where the Singing River empties into the Gulf of Mexico. Isabelle and Jason hadn’t intended to bring their mountain to Pascagoula, Mississippi, but they both liked Pascagoula, and they both liked watching tugboats, so it was fine.They were sitting on the... Continue Reading →

Audience Participation

Part sixteen of Misplaced Fire There were footsteps behind them. The man from the shop was now on the roof. Nesrin and Ceylan’s eyes turned black, Dinah showed her fangs, and Aravis huffed through her nose and stomped her foot. The man said, in a woman’s voice, “I see we’re nearing a boiling point.” The... Continue Reading →

Roadside Attraction

Part fifteen of Misplaced Fire It was still the early morning hours, the sun just starting to peak over the mountains. They had a long time until it was time for their dinner show. Ceylan and Aravis reasoned that the presence of a crowd meant something had to be open, leading them to walk off... Continue Reading →

Mountain Getaway

Part fourteen of Misplaced Fire Downtown Gatlinburg was lit up in its full glory, The smell of fudge, burgers, and tour trolleys permeated the air. There was a crowd, but they weren’t trampling each other. Nesrin and Aravis automatically compared the lights, crowds, and smells to the Mobile Mardi Gras festivities they’d been part of... Continue Reading →

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