"Blue fire burns hotter, and is therefore more powerful, that also means however, that it is harder to control." He slowly closed his fist, and with a final flicker the tongues of flame went out. "For someone like Drayce, it takes years of practice t
"Mrs. Fiona Snark," I said, not looking up from the paper. "Miss, it's just Miss." Her sickly lemon voice sounded. I looked up, "Oh, can't imagine why." She gave a discourteous nod and breath and walked by, the length of her cape not so accidentally.