Nesrin Remembers

Part twenty-six of Misplaced Fire Nesrin felt as if she were made of ice instead of fire when she looked at the lamp Ceylan had put in front of her. So vivid was the memory of her confinement that in an instant she was transported back to that moment in her mind. Everyone else only... Continue Reading →

Speaking Without Thought

Jonathan was the first to ask the obvious question. “So could you give us unlimited wealth or anything like that?” He never could be subtle. “In a way, in a way not. A jinn does not magically create wealth. Any treasure we give to a person comes from our own storehouses. By your standards my... Continue Reading →

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