TITLE: The Incredible Bazza'Jo
GENRE: YA Fantasy
The white-haired girl sat down cross-legged on the dry, cracked clay in front of her home. In her lap she supported a small a glass pot filled with ice, water and a little blue-green sprout. A crowded audience of adolescents shifted and strained to get a better look. Through the warped and uneven glass of the pot they could see a network of crystalline roots wrapping around the ice cubes and forming starburst patterns like frost on a cold window. Above the surface of the ice water the plant grew straight as a plank, green with blue grasses. A few clusters of perfectly clear grains grew off the tip, plump and juicy-looking though they were hard and raw. The girl picked one of these, held it up for the crowd to witness, and then popped it in her mouth whole.
She closed her eyes and the crowd fell silent. Ibli began to pale before them. Her already pale skin grew whiter and whiter, until they could see blue veins at her temples and chin, and across her eyelids. She lifted both hands and wriggled her fingers, showing that her nails had turned a deep blue. When she exhaled, her breath misted in front of her, even though it was a sweltering late-summer day. The crowd could feel cold radiating off of her. Ibli opened her eyes and looked up to her right, where her older sister stood beaming like a proud parent.