His shout was a syllable so ancient and powerful that Saffiyah's mind instantly censored it.

A jewelled garden the envy of Aladdin's cave spilled across the courtyard.

The two old men were as still as the stone bench on which they sat, as though their lengthy communion with the

element had turned them into statues.

How is something authorised as 'feng shui compliant' he wondered. Is there a Chinese Ministry of Magic?

Jin looked both ways for the Quicksilver Dragon before crossing the canal.

The two seasons; deepest winter from above and nascent spring from below, created a juxtaposition that drew the

scene into the land of legend sitting only a heartbeat away behind a translucent river of time.