Bayou Blues

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Genres: Fiction
“Fire, hear me. Fire, yield to me. Fire, be my breath, be my touch. Fire heed me.”
    My skin felt as if it might crack open like an aged blister and peel away at the lightest touch. I was coming apart, being ignited from the inside out. In the midst of the spell taking hold, I stopped being Eugenia, and I became the magic. I was no longer human, even on a small scale. I was pure; I was liquid energy. There was no body to contain me; I was time and emotion. I was the start and end of the universe. I was the molten core of the earth.
    I was this motherfucker’s worst nightmare.
    The rope holding me caught fire, burning up and turning to smoke and ash. I should have fallen. I braced myself to hit the hard wood face first. Instead I floated up, the charred bits of my restraints hovering around me like blackened snow frozen in place, flecks of ember trapped in midair as if they were fireflies. My feet weren’t touching the floor, and I hovered near the rafters, bright red flames enca
...sing my arms up to the elbows, licking outward.MoreLess
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