 SUMMER FOREVER
Etta watched in awe was the Phoenix flew about, wondering if the professor would let her interact with the bird later. She would have to ask him once class was over. She continued with the staring when once again she realised that the professor was speaking. Goodness, she really needed to concentrate.
Right. Questions. She chewed her lip in thought for a few moments, trying to formulate an answer before raising a hand. "Professor.. as the bird approaches the burning day, their feathers start to fall out? They become more weak, I think? And on the day, like people mentioned earlier, they burst into flames.. only to rise from the ashes. And professor, I don't think they are immortal.. they just live for a very long time." Etta answered, still frowning in thought.
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