Boiling the Ocean Away

By Meyari McFarland


Kinipela laughed and pulled the wind down around her arms, her shoulders, over the faint curve of bust that was one of the only things to mark her as female rather than male. She spun it down further, around her waist like the sash of a sarong.

Then it swam on down, reaching for the warm water the other weather mage had summoned. There were two mages, Kinipela realized with a laugh of joy and fear and delight and sheer freedom. A War Mage as well as a Weather Mage, brothers perhaps?

"It doesn't matter," Kinipela said, sang, whispered, shouted. "Dance with me, brothers. Dance with the wind and the waves. Dance with the sharks seeking your flesh and the eels that will eat your eyes!"

Other Books by Meyari McFarland:


Fitting In

Artifacts of Awareness

A Range of Debts Collection

Previous Page Next Page Page 1 of 39