“Suddenly, something fluttered down from the nest to rest at Chasmira's feet. She picked it up- A phoenix father. It glistened in the sunlight, and tracing her fingers along its edges, she marveled at its soft and delicate touch. Extending… — Christine E. Schulze Copy Share Image
“She was neither white nor black, Fyre nor Aquanite; she was a dame of the White King, and it was up to her, and… — Christine E. Schulze Copy Share Image
“Suddenly, something fluttered down from the nest to rest at Chasmira's feet. She picked it up- A phoenix father. It glistened in the sunlight,… — Christine E. Schulze Copy Share Image
