Get a glimpse of Dschinnanya!

Sailing Ship In A Desert - Fantasy SceneReaders that havent’t yet read part 1 of the “Creatures of Fire Series”, can get a glimpse to see what it is like to be in Dschinnanya. This is an excerpt from “Creatures of Fire: Demons die harder“:

“Wow!” Sariel stopped, hearing the door close at her back. Today the city was not deserted but crowded with demons and other creatures. And that was not the only thing that had changed; the inside of Abu Ayub’s house should have prepared her for what she saw but somehow it was different to see it. Yesterday’s town had transformed into an Arabian city with packed mud replacing the cobbled streets and Moorish buildings in place of the old town houses.

The demons populating the streets were mostly dressed in burnouses. The women covered their heads, and some even wore veils to hide their faces. And then there were a number of beings Sariel could not identify. Some looked like Ioni, and some totally different. All of them could be mistaken for humans but on closer inspection the different skin and set of eyes, as well as their unusual hair coloring, gave them away as some kind of prenatural being. The most beautiful ones, at least in Sariel’s opinion, were the tall, slender creatures with hair like spun silver. Morroks. The name was whispered in her head. That’s what we are called.

With a start Sariel looked around. It was disconcerting that almost everyone, except for herself, was able to read thoughts. But this time it was even more eerie. This time a voice was talking in her head.

Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m about to go crazy.

Morroks are half-fairy, half-elves. And you are not crazy, the voice told her.

Someone was making fun of her, but Sariel didn’t see the joke. Instead, panic began to rise in her chest. How was she supposed to survive in a world where everyone could enter her head? Without her being able to put a stop to it?

“I am sorry, that was very rude of me.” One of the so-called Morroks bowed in front of her. When he straightened, Sariel looked into the face of a man, so beautiful he could have been an angel. The long silver hair fell in waves down his back. A dark blue burnous set off eyes that were sky blue.

“You are new to Dschinnanya and I couldn’t resist answering the question that was so clearly written on your face. Don’t worry; I cannot read your thoughts, but I can put them into your head.” He smiled.

“That is not very reassuring,” Sariel said. “How did you know that I’m new here?” she added.

“Oh, everybody knows about you and the reason you came. As soon as someone crosses the border to Dschinnanya, the ruling demons are alerted. Coupled with their ability to read thoughts there is not much you can keep a secret here. But please, I must ask your forgiveness. I entered your mind without permission and I have not even introduced myself.” He bowed again and put his right hand over his heart. “My name is Jazni.”

“Nice to meet you, Jazni. I’m Sariel, but you probably already know that.”

“Sariel! What a beautiful name.” He smiled again, transforming his face into such an ethereal beauty that it was hard to look at him. Sariel felt herself blushing. I have to stop that, she thought. It was embarrassing and she wasn’t a little girl anymore.

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