Firestorm
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For Jenny Griffee, NaNoNov winner of 2004,
who provided a hell of a good idea for a new class of magical being,
not to mention a slam-bang character
PREVIOUSLY...
My name is Joanne Baldwin, and in case you haven't been keeping up with current events, we're in big trouble. The world, I mean. As for me, I've been in trouble since... well, always... but this is big. The Wardens--the folks who are supposed to be protecting all of you from the dangers of raging fires, floods, earthquakes, and natural disasters of all kinds--have been compromised. Slowly but surely, they've lost their way and become corrupt and ineffective.
I used to be one of them, until I acquired a Demon Mark and fell in love with a Djinn, but that's another story altogether (Ill Wind, actually, if you're taking notes). The point is that now, the Djinn--who should be the allies of the Wardens--aren't playing by the rules that have held for millennia. A Djinn named Jonathan set up those rules, and now that Jonathan's gone, all bets are off.
And the Djinn's new leader? My lover, David. What that bodes for a stable relationship is still up in the air, but confidentially? I'm worried.
The human race has one chance to keep its place at the top of the food chain: make peace with the Djinn, and that means somehow, some way, making peace with the Earth itself. Which ain't gonna be easy, because Mother Nature is pissed off.
And apparently, I may be the only one able to do something about it.
Lucky me...
who provided a hell of a good idea for a new class of magical being,
not to mention a slam-bang character
PREVIOUSLY...
My name is Joanne Baldwin, and in case you haven't been keeping up with current events, we're in big trouble. The world, I mean. As for me, I've been in trouble since... well, always... but this is big. The Wardens--the folks who are supposed to be protecting all of you from the dangers of raging fires, floods, earthquakes, and natural disasters of all kinds--have been compromised. Slowly but surely, they've lost their way and become corrupt and ineffective.
I used to be one of them, until I acquired a Demon Mark and fell in love with a Djinn, but that's another story altogether (Ill Wind, actually, if you're taking notes). The point is that now, the Djinn--who should be the allies of the Wardens--aren't playing by the rules that have held for millennia. A Djinn named Jonathan set up those rules, and now that Jonathan's gone, all bets are off.
And the Djinn's new leader? My lover, David. What that bodes for a stable relationship is still up in the air, but confidentially? I'm worried.
The human race has one chance to keep its place at the top of the food chain: make peace with the Djinn, and that means somehow, some way, making peace with the Earth itself. Which ain't gonna be easy, because Mother Nature is pissed off.
And apparently, I may be the only one able to do something about it.
Lucky me...
