The fakir had warned the Mughal princess that the secret was not for human eyes, but since that fateful night when the boy had first glimpsed the eucalyptus jinn, saw his fetters stretch from sky to earth, his dreams had been transformed. He saw nightscapes that he shouldn't see. Found himself in places that shouldn't exist. And now here was an enchanted cup frothing with liquid light on his kitchen table. The boy looked at the chalice again. The churning motion of its contents hypnotized him. He raised it, and drank the light. Such was how unfortunate, young Sharif discovered the secrets of Jaam-e-Jam. The Cup of Heaven.
( Ellen Datlow )
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