I extinguished the fire in my hands and sat there holding the smoke. I wanted to breath it in, it was the closest thing to a cigarette that I had, and as I worried about Phoenix I really needed something to get my mind off things.
BOOK QUOTE: "The fire blazes, sparks rioting above the earth, rising into the night. In the reflected blaze, the masks of the players packed in a cart glimmer behind us, false faces shifting in the light." -- from the novel Sinful Folk