She covered her scarlet velvet wings, suppressing away yet harboring the flare of wonderment energy that was eager to breathe. Her dwelling filled with visitors of all niches, they prowled on her once quiet room finding rest on her perches, their whispers becoming murmurs and their murmurs becoming conversation. Then, like ticks in her feathers, did gazes peaked from the darkness in her barrier. Young lively souls who once thought that they were so experience, so adept, now nervously sought out the room like a pup to their new residence. A claw snatched the inexperienced creature back under the void of the Phoenix body. Perhaps a scowling was being undertaken from behind, since a scolding was heard yet silenced under the nestled commotion of overlapping house chatter.

Eagerness.

In her higher nests, more clever ravens got onto position, one who which controlled the very sun itself. With a click, the star beamed with brilliance! Regardless this was merely a delusion to the true lead. With the manifestation of a single person had the non-temporary residences silenced themselves. The entity proceeded to vocalize her melodies, and with adequate enticement the Pheonix unwrapped her secrets to the world. There was a realm she hid behind her scarlet plumage that erupted with vitality, confidence, and mastery as it began to promenade once more upon her tongue. A voice she did not have however she did not need to have one for many spoke for her.

Passion.

The Pheonix was no stranger to man, she yearned to pleasure and excite. As the show finalized a cascade of applause made her recoil away in bashfulness. Her shy demeanor hiding away her realm once more, the society behind her wings simply prepared for shows to come. At last, when the world was quiet once more, a single stage light glowed bright as the Phoenix heart, standing vigil for the night show to come.

Peace.