ITS FIERY FEATHER-FILLED WINGS set off against the dark blue sky, pushing higher and higher, souring through almost heavenly realms. The Phoenix flew as free as a cloud drippling along on a sunny summer evening, as free as a firefly in the night. It's wings showed against the almost black sky, lighting up bright. Fire licked the feathers, but it did not roast them. The Phoenix was free, eternally free. Flying until the end of the world. No worries, no doubts; just a vast, new world, ready to be discovered.
One feather dropped down, falling to the ground in slow, waltzing motions. Fire flamed from its side, colouring it in a reddish hue. It fell on the grassy ground, setting the green leaves on fire. The feather lay there, still, soon surrounded by a fire that spread endlessly throughout the plains. Soon, the whole grassland was covered by the hungry red flames, dissolving everything in its wake. Everything except that one feather. That one, lonely feather. The instigator of the fire, forever surrounded by the chaos and disaster it had created, forever doomed to watch the unwanted results of its own actions.
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As the Phoenix Feather fell Down
Science FictionAdmiral Fujita Diru and her crew set out on their first few missions with Starfleet's new flagship the USS Starlight NCC-90853, which is designed by her Captain - Fujita Diru - herself. However, things do not go nerly ss planned, and far more terror...
