Sunset (>2017)

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A warm breeze swept through my hair, causing it to blow. The warm glow of the sunset was shining brightly, causing a warm, fiery feeling. The warm glow gives off a beautiful bright light.

I thought I caught a glimpse of a phoenix when I saw the beautiful sun. I really wanted to know if I actually saw that majestic phoenix. Day after day, night after night, I feel the warm glow of the phoenix. I keep thinking about if it was real or not because I always catch a glimpse of it whenever it was sunset and I looked outside.

I was very curious. I also wondered if I could ever solve this mystery in time? Before I could say 'chocolate coated strawberries', I saw the phoenix again! But this time, I didn't just catch a glimpse of it. It flew and stopped right in front of me. A compelling thought repeated in my head, telling me to 'touch it', and 'ride it', so I decided to follow my instincts. I slowly, carefully, gently, walked towards the glowing beauty. I pet the fiery creature and it stood still with its flames glowing fabulously, letting me go on it. For some reason, the flames of the creature was not hot, or burning. The phoenix flew up, up, up, high into the orange and blue sky.

I had a very good nap on the royal bird. The warmth of its feathers were a perfect temperature, and its powerful talons were reassuring from any dangers. It was the most comforting and stable ride. I woke feeling happy and refreshed, though for unknown reasons I woke, not in the sky of dawn, on the bright creature, but the bed in my room. Was it just a dream? I could still recall the feeling soft warm feathers under my legs, and the glow of the phoenix extremely vividly. I look at what I was wearing. It was the same as last night with the addition of a feather. A feather? I examined the feather closely. It was golden, and it glowed slightly, just like the mythical animal from last night. As I held it, I felt the exact way I would when I stood under the sunsetting sun. Under the Phoenix.

I wonder if I would meet her ever again.

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