She was alone. Running through the smoke-choked snow, alone. Blood made a trail behind her, running down her legs and shoulder like rain. She looked back and saw the fire gaining. She wondered if the magician chasing her would hold out for much longer. She knew she...
I live in the hottest place in the world. The fourth floor of an apartment building in downtown Phoenix, Arizona, squeezed next to a huge parking garage. Concrete retains heat and this city is stifling, even in April. Every night at nine I get home from work and...
