Staring at Steam

Isabelle sat on the balcony, waiting. She zipped her jacket as the winds started to come through. Finally Nesrin came out and handed her a mug of simmering water. Nesrin, holding a steaming mug of her own, sat down in the chair beside her. Isabelle looked at the mug. It was the one with the... Continue Reading →

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Ceylan’s Question

Ceylan had assumed Cheveyo was one of her 4,196 half siblings when she first saw him enter the Minor Court behind Samira. No one else usually got nearly so close to the Queen. If anyone had told Ceylan he was an unrelated, full-blooded human, she would have rebuked them for impertinence. Samira had built the... Continue Reading →

Framing Fantasies

Isabelle tried about sixty different arrangements before she finally settled on how to place the pictures of her and her madre in the 100-picture frame. The pics where she was youngest were in the center, and she got progressively older in each row until she reached the present in the frame’s outer edges. She stepped... Continue Reading →

Stand Alone Story: Lost Episodes

Jason walked out on the balcony and found Nesrin there reading one of her journals, apparently one of the early ones, since the volume was a parchment scroll. He and Nesrin smiled at each other and she returned to her reading. He sat down and started reading a news article on his phone. Out of... Continue Reading →

A Safety Valve Bursts

A locomotive let off steam, and the roar made it suddenly safe for the sound to come out. It came unpushed and unbidden, erupting out of the throat, then reverberating off the trees and filling the valley. It wasn't a scream. It was a lifetime of buildup, every truth that could never be spoken, every... Continue Reading →

Ping-Pong, Clements Family Style

It took a ping-pong ball brushing against her cheek and almost getting knocked over by Isabelle for Nesrin to decide Jason was right and she should watch from the doorway rather than the couch in the middle of the room. Isabelle and Jason were playing against their cousin Charlotte and her boyfriend Alex, but with... Continue Reading →

In the Dark

  Alhana watched through a dusty window as Nesrin walked up the wooden board walk to the restaurant’s entrance. Nesrin had stopped to look at one of the wood pillars that supported the awning. The pillars were really trunks of small trees that had been cut and de-limbed. That made them thick, and as a... Continue Reading →

Rewrite: The Meeting – Part 3 of 3

A brown Persian Greyhound walked out of a cluster of trees and nosed Nesrin’s leg. Isabelle squealed and rushed to pet her. “She’s so cute! You didn’t tell me your mom had a doggy.” Nesrin rolled her eyes. “She doesn’t.” Isabelle leapt back with a yelp as the dog erupted into flames and morphed into... Continue Reading →

Rewrite: The Meeting – Part 2 of 3

Ceylan stopped under a tree with a bronze limb. “The limb’s lost its leaves. The trap’s already been tripped.” She looked inside a hole in the tree. “Empty. The trap didn’t work.” She walked more quickly to the next trap, a rock of red gold. “It’s pushed into the rubies. This one’s been tripped too,... Continue Reading →

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