Wanna see magic? Click on the little star and watch it turn to gold!
*
Though it may be the end for The Phoenix Girl and for the Storyteller, it is not the ending of the story.
For left was not a fifteen-year-old boy, but a flame who was ready to ignite a fire and change to the world.
As that little flame read and retold the story to all those who listened, above two stars shining bright, listened.
The story is never over, for the legacy and spirit of these stories shall be passed on through generations to come.
So in this story, there is now "The end" or "Happily ever after", no "To be continued".
Just an open story waiting for its next chapter.
For life was always one being lived, and re-lived life was everlasting.
So words were spoken, those who listened, people who are living, the stories being told and passed on to others,
they are all
Everlasting.
YOU ARE READING
The Phoenix Girl (Editing)
General Fiction"Have I ever told you the story of The Phoenix Girl?" My Grandfather asked. "No, you have not," I said. My Grandfather was like any other old man, but his mind was far from ordinary. All grandfathers are alike, each one tells you stories about wa...
