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A phoenix is just a bird. A dumb, everlasting bird. Myth says its beauty is unsurpassed by anything, save Lucifer himself as Michael the Archangel threw him from heaven. But, if all you have is beauty, it doesn’t make for much of a life, does it?
A phoenix lives for five hundred years, seeing much. Much life, much death, much fear and anger. At the end of the five hundred years, when it senses its death is near, it travels to Phoenicia to build a nest of wood. The sun god hears its song and pauses in his flight across the heavens, lighting the funeral pyre. Roast fowl. From its ashes, it is reborn, without the memories of its previous life.
Legend claims there’s only one phoenix. That’s because that much stupidity cannot be repeated. Nor that much beauty.
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A phoenix is just a bird. A dumb, everlasting bird. Myth says its beauty is unsurpassed by anything, save Lucifer himself as Michael the Archangel threw him from heaven. But, if all you have is beauty, it doesn’t make for much of a life, does it?
A phoenix lives for five hundred years, seeing much. Much life, much death, much fear and anger. At the end of the five hundred years, when it senses its death is near, it travels to Phoenicia to build a nest of wood. The sun god hears its song and pauses in his flight across the heavens, lighting the funeral pyre. Roast fowl. From its ashes, it is reborn, without the memories of its previous life.
Legend claims there’s only one phoenix. That’s because that much stupidity cannot be repeated. Nor that much beauty.
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