“A young man, who I could only assume was Baal’s brother, lounged on a chair, an arm slung over one of the armrests, and a leg sung over the other. His eyes were huge and dark like his mother’s, and… — Debbie Cassidy Copy Share Image
“A young man, who I could only assume was Baal’s brother, lounged on a chair, an arm slung over one of the armrests, and… — Debbie Cassidy Copy Share Image
“Levity was my only defence against his proximity. It was a wedge, a barrier, a reminder that I was not to lick the djinn.” — Debbie Cassidy Copy Share Image
