My mother, my only surviving parent who I have adored since the moment the word "adore" entered my childish dictionary, has been bitten by a kuvarna. It was an accident which I was indirectly responsible for and has been driving me to climb walls, literally, in the last three days. And only her...
Chicago, September 5th, 2010 AD.
She ached all over. It felt as though a battering ram had been slammed into her poor body repeatedly, by some fierce heavenly avenger. The avenger must have also been exuding a great deal of bright white light, because her eyes seemed to have been blinded...
Jara’din’isk, 8th day of the month of Firi, 120th year Post Migration.
Fathomless green eyes blazed out of the mirror. They had long been compared to soft glades and verdant grass, but currently, they were more reminiscent of an unquenchable forest fire, sparking and flaring with restive...
I stood alone, with the wind swirling around me. No matter which way I turned rooftops ran away in rigid grids, a colourful quilt of brilliantly dyed clay tiles. A rainbow of emotions crept up slowly, only to accelerate and hammer me with vicious blows. Confusion… where were my markers, so...