Author
Jennifer Linnaea
http://www.jenniferlinnaea.com/
Graal Tak Day
I arrive at my clan's stronghold the morning of Graal Tak Day, road-stained and weary, with Azure on my shoulder. To be so nearly late is an affront, but the rains were heavy this spring, and the roads churned to mud. I left my trading caravan behind in Djinnov, to the South;…
Echo Recovery
Gyen, whose warm claws I grasp as the shuttle doors open onto the snowfields, had a song twin named Digne, who was human. Together they could entwine any audience in awe. They would stand in the center of the stage, Digne's black hair like falling water, Gyen's snakelike neck…
The Burr
The alien's heartbeat thuds staccato, its breathing ragged as I step to the edge of the Plaza and survey the assembled throng. Before us they whirl and meet; their fighting arms or the intricately waving spikes of their tails entwine, then slide aside, deftly, every interlocking…
It Will Be Under the Next Stone
She is the best. Not only can she overhear a conversation between spirits in a gurgling brook or overturn those rare rocks with djinn correspondence carved on the bottom; she also catches wisps of stories from the gods themselves, songs as old as time with messages so eternal…
Blue and Blue
A school of tiny pearlescent fish dart before my face, turn onto Al-Azraq Way, and stop to hover in a cloud around the scarf-covered head of the cabinet maker's daughter. She is opening a painted drawer for a customer, gesturing to the ornate carvings, miming placing something…