It is said that there once lived a Phoenix in Arabia. This Phoenix was the only one of its kind, though after 500 years had perished to ashes along with its nest. With this well-known myth comes the story of Asia and her experience with the Phoenix. Although the bird was long gone with the wind, the story still lingered. Asia was an orphan, raped and beaten by her father up until he died with no known reason. She was pathetic and hopeless until she came across a quite peculiar sight. A single feather, dancing with the wind. It was large with bright reds and oranges sparking from the vane. The afterfeathers growled like burning flames and the barb flickered and trailed the air. Little did Asia know that this feather would not only change her life but reincarnate her into a completely new human being. But so begs the question... Are there more of these majestic tail feathers around the globe and has anyone else occupied them? This story includes sexual abuse and other hard-hitting themes that may not be suitable for some audiences.