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Red, orange, yellow; the fire. Scarlet, gold; the Phoenix rises from the flame. He screeches. The earth shakes. The people cower. A shadow blocks the sun. All fall to the ground before the mighty firebird. From the ashes he has risen, and to the ashes he will return, only to be reborn. Phoenix immortal; Phoenix eternal; Phoenix undying. All powerful, and indescribable. Phoenix of the ember; Phoenix the firebird.
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Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 11:52 AM UTC
The Phoenix
Red, orange, yellow; the fire. Scarlet, gold; the Phoenix rises from the flame. He screeches. The earth shakes. The people cower. A shadow blocks the sun. All fall to the ground before the mighty firebird. From the ashes he has risen, and to the ashes he will return, only to be reborn. Phoenix immortal; Phoenix eternal; Phoenix undying. All powerful, and indescribable. Phoenix of the ember; Phoenix the firebird.
mikeyla-s-benzinger
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Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 11:52 AM UTC
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