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eBook Category: Fantasy/Science Fiction
eBook Description: The Three Fates are down to only One Fate, and does She need some help! Aliens in a ceramic spaceship ruin Patricia's love life. A man-eating ogress wins her prince through her fine culinary skills. A theater professor travels back in time to find Shakespeare was just a "spear-carrier." A soldier saves her city by laying down her sword. A singer curses a city of fairies for their murderous xenophobia. Geneticists and shamans pool their talents to make a demi-goddess to save the dying environment. And More...

eBook Publisher: Oestara Publishing LLC, Published: 2000, 2000
Fictionwise Release Date: January 2006

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [218 KB] , ePub (EPUB) [222 KB] , Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [181 KB] , Portable Document Format (PDF) [1.1 MB] , Palm Doc (PDB) [203 KB] , Microsoft Reader (LIT) [216 KB] , Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [240 KB] , hiebook (KML) [519 KB] , Sony Reader (LRF) [275 KB] , iSilo (PDB) [170 KB] , Mobipocket (PRC) [214 KB] , Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [268 KB] , OEBFF Format (IMP) [272 KB]
Words: 63085
Reading time: 180-252 min.
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"Cynthia Joyce Clay has delivered a stunning arrangement of short stories that deal with problems from a woman's perspective."--Lynnette Marie, author of Midnight Whispers

"Such evocative use of descriptive language, rich with whimsy!"--Kim, Coffee Times Romance

There was no doubt that Light was luckier than most. Her wings were strong, thickly feathered, and glossy--unharmed by the toxins which clung to the city's fetid air. Most others' wings were deformed. shrunken, featherless; others could not fly far, if at all. Out of politeness, Light walked along the streets because so many others were forced to walk. Why make others envious by gliding? It was not very pleasant to walk since the filth in the air stuck to everything and made a disgusting orangey-gray thick paste upon the ground. Everyone had to be completely clad from head to toe when outside otherwise the poisonous air infected one's skin. Veils were no longer a mere fashion. They were a necessity. Even wings were kept tucked under voluminous capes.

The smog that curled everywhere had turned the whole city ugly. The glorious carvings on the buildings had been eaten away. The once well-polished silver turret peaks were tarnished dismal gray. Gilt domes no longer gleamed; now they looked like polluted bubbles. The magnificent doors of mahogany, oak, and cherry were pitted and blistered. Every window was streaked with grime. Most balconies had rotted and hung like broken wings.

But worse than all of this was the fact that no one ever sang. Once the city had been filled with song.