By Ferrett Steinmetz
FLEX: Distilled magic in crystal shape. the main harmful drug on this planet. snigger it, and you'll create outstanding coincidences to dwell the lifetime of your dreams.
FLUX: The backlash from snorting Flex. The universe hates magic and attempts to rebalance the percentages; might be you live on the horrendous injuries the Flex inflicts, possibly you don’t.
PAUL TSABO: The obsessed bureaucromancer who’s grew to become forms right into a magical Beast which could rewrite apartment agreements, conjure rented vehicles from nowhere, tune down an individual who’s ever crammed out a form.
But while all of his formulaic magic can’t retailer his burned daughter, Paul needs to input the damaging international of Flex buyers to heal her. other than he’s by no means performed this ahead of – and the punishment for brewing Flex is military conscription and a complete brain-wipe.
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FLEX: Distilled magic in crystal shape. the main harmful drug on the planet. laugh it, and you'll create brilliant coincidences to reside the lifetime of your dreams.
FLUX: The backlash from snorting Flex. The universe hates magic and attempts to rebalance the percentages; might be you continue to exist the horrendous injuries the Flex inflicts, probably you don’t.
PAUL TSABO: The obsessed bureaucromancer who’s grew to become bureaucracy right into a magical Beast which could rewrite condo agreements, conjure rented vehicles from nowhere, song down a person who’s ever crammed out a form.
But whilst all of his formulaic magic can’t keep his burned daughter, Paul needs to input the harmful international of Flex purchasers to heal her. other than he’s by no means performed this prior to – and the punishment for brewing Flex is military conscription and a complete brain-wipe.
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But she was not, November found, when she kissed her outside the restaurant, under the washed-out constellations. She tasted like flour, flour and salt. Their breasts pressed tight together between two fog-dewed overcoats, the ache of it half-painful and half-pleasant. Xiaohui took her to a little apartment above a grocery store, and they fell together just inside the doorframe, awkwardly, like great beasts too eager for niceties. She bit November’s lower lip, and there was blood between them then.
He would watch her angles under the strings, the crease of her legs beneath an immodest skirt, her lips moving against the glass. The little wet fog of her breath. She could almost tell what he looked like without turning her head: good black suit, a little too small, clutching his briefcase like a talisman, probably a little gray at the temples, no rings on his hands. They all looked like that. Sei turned, her blue hair brushing her hipbones. Good black suit, a little too small, clutched briefcase, freckles of gray in the hair.
It was not his fault that that simple thing instilled so much trust in him, so much instinctive, automatic familiarity. Lyudmila had locked herself out of her tall, narrow house, where her cats mewled in panicked sopranos from within. “That was my sister’s name,” he said softly as he put his eye to the lock in her brownstone, his lashes falling just inside the old metal. The woman spoke to him hopefully in Russian. This occasionally happened, and he dreaded it. He could speak no more than a few words now, those snow-slushed consonants and swallowed vowels having receded into the same icy mist as Novgorod.
Flex ('Mancer, Book 1) by Ferrett Steinmetz