Phoenix
by DJ Sprague

"An ancient feathered spirit who lived in a remote desert for a long time, where it was consumed repeatedly by fires a muse would set, only to rise from the ashes of each..remade, renewed, and more evolved, however much, before muses arrive, it may dive, tumble, fall..or occasionally land and to something cling, but never at the expense of losing its wings"

 

 

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