A Master of Djinn: 1 (Dead Djinn Universe)

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What is mortal honor to me? You try my patience, not enchantress. Make your offer worthy, or offer it not at all.” Ring of Power: The false Al-Jahiz it turns out has a ring which can control djinn, thus using their power for his benefit. Transparent Closet: It turns out that Siti's aunt Aziza and Haida are both well aware Fatma is lovers with Siti, but they don't care. Both even give them advice on their relationship.

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Foreshadowing: The ornery Marid that Fatma convinces to return to his bottle at the beginning of the book is astonished to discover that after a thousand years a slumber, there are Djinn openly living alongside mortals, working with them, and "mating with" them. This foreshadows Siti reveal that she's part-Djinn on her father's side.What a wonderful world P. Djélì Clarke has created here — an Arab world never colonized, where magic-powered trams glide through a cosmopolitan Cairo and where djinns make mischief among humans.” - NPR Genie in a Bottle: One appears at the beginning of the book, but the only wish he grants the humans who woke him up is to choose how they will die.

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Over a two week period, I got it done. Called it, The Haunting of Tram Car 015. Unlike The Angel of Khan el-Kalili, this story was of a lighter fare. It was meant to be a bit silly, even absurd in some ways . It featured two new characters–Hamed and Onsi–but returned us to the Ministry of of Alchemy, Enchantments and Supernatural Entities. This more enhanced and fleshed out Cairo is stirring with suffragettes, secret societies, sentient automatons and more. There are also cameos from Dead Djinn, including an appearance by Fatma. Suit, bowler and all. Oh, and of course, a haunted tram car and Armenian candy. Like I said, a bit absurd. But fun. He wore, of all things, the pelt of a spotted beast over his heavy shoulders. “Do not forget the French. They have unfinished business with the Ottomans over Algeria’s territories.” I am sure we can help,” Lord Worthington said urgently. “If indeed you are who you claim to be. If you could show us some sign that you are truly al-Jahiz, then you will have me at your disposal. My wealth. My influence. I would give you all I hold dear if you prove yourself worthy of the name you claim!” The Marid’s dark green lips pursed into a smirk. “Our arrangement, not-enchantress, was your offer that I return to my vessel and you assure me uninterrupted slumber. Not that I spare the lives of these two. The wish is still binding.” It’s worse than that,” she said. “Their wish grants them long life. But it doesn’t say how. They could live out their whole lives with a terrible disease, unable to die. Same thing if an accident leaves them in unbearable pain. Their ‘gift’ could easily become a prison.”

Didn’t move like smoke either, knitting together instead of dissipating. It took some seconds to coalesce, but when it did, Fatma couldn’t help feeling a bit of triumph. A vaporous river snaked across the air as a felucca sailed its surface, the triangular lateen sail stretched taut, and leaving ripples its wake. Magic Pants: Siti reveals that djinn changing their clothes to fit as they transform is a very basic ability they have, so they're not left in tatters every time. A delightful whodunnit full of sly commentary and a wonderfully lived-in steampunk Cairo. The perfect read when I needed a break from this world to enjoy one wholly made from Clark's enviable imagination.” - Hugo and Nebula Award-winning Rebecca Roanhorse, author of Trail of Lightning and Star Wars: Resistance Reborn

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Butch Lesbian: Fatma likes to wear bowler hats, very nice suits and has a cane. She also wears her hair short and she works as a detective, being among the few women doing this. Due to this, she also gets mistaken for a handsome young man repeatedly, indicating her style makes her look bifauxnen. She's secretly lovers with Nubian woman Siti. It is indeed, sir,” Archibald finished, placing the bundle atop the table. Every eye took in the dark cloth, their conversation dwindling. Even senile Pennington gawked. Archibald willed Dalton to stop. For the love of God. But the fool carried on, gesturing dramatically at the stranger. “The true al-Jahiz descends from the rulers of old Egypt. That is the secret to his genius! Were you to place him on Baker Street or among the teeming crowds of Wentworth, I daresay he would be indistinguishable from any other Londoner! I state with conviction that beneath this mask is not the fair complexion shared by our own Anglo-Saxon lineage but instead the sooty, low-browed countenance—” Buried Alive: Fatma is trapped under rubble along with Abigail and Siti near the end, though not for long since people hear them underneath, digging everyone out. But he merely shrugged. “Of course. Allow me, then?” The heavy doors rasped across stone as he pulled them open.Sword Cane: Fatma has one, which serves as her personal weapon. It fits with her personal style of wearing a bowler hat and fine Western men's suit. I know this must be a difficult time for you. Your sister is an evil maniac bent on world conquest. She killed your father, which is just terrible. Plus, I don’t think this house has much resale value."

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A delightful whodunnit full of sly commentary and a wonderfully lived-in steampunk Cairo. The perfect read when I needed a break from this world to enjoy one wholly made from Clark’s enviable imagination.” —Hugo and Nebula Award-winning Rebecca Roanhorse, author of Trail of Lightning and Star Wars: Resistance Reborn Quirky Curls: Fatma's hair is very curly, and she keeps it short, fitting with her gender nonconformity as she has a masculine style, wearing fine Western men's suits with a bowler. Fatma agrees to keep the fact that Mahmoud the doorkeeper is actually both him and his brother (they're twins, and completely identical) secret so the owner of her building won't find out (they get double the usual pay given how efficient this makes them). The Marid snorted. “The word of a mortal? Empty and weak as water. There is no worth in that. Present me with something to bind. Something that makes your offer true.” Unfortunately I’m a bit torn between loving the worldbuilding and at best feeling lukewarm about the characters and plot. I suppose I can’t have everything.

You speak truth. Your kind has truly multiplied. Like locusts! So many more djinn in this world. Working alongside mortals. Living among them. Mating with—” I Work Alone: Fatma prefers to work alone, which is why she's unpleasantly surprised to learn the Ministry has assigned her Hadia as a partner.