[ we shall see who, soon. she only needs to make one more star shine, and there. the constellation pulses as all the pictured stars connect themselves, and from the black sky of night comes the humming of red hues becoming orange—
the constellation is given life, in a burst of flame and explosive light. it’s an animal that tears it’s neck back into a curve from the sky like a canvas, it’s wings ruffling from a long rest until spread— it throws a pipe down from its beak, and with a grand flap of its wings, it dives into a spin, a magnificent red tail waving behind it as it bursts into flames, and gives them a show as the pipe dropes closer and closer to the ground.
what descends to them in a circular glide is a phoenix, and the wolf, with its tailed curled up and waving high, seems excited to see it. ]
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the constellation is given life, in a burst of flame and explosive light. it’s an animal that tears it’s neck back into a curve from the sky like a canvas, it’s wings ruffling from a long rest until spread— it throws a pipe down from its beak, and with a grand flap of its wings, it dives into a spin, a magnificent red tail waving behind it as it bursts into flames, and gives them a show as the pipe dropes closer and closer to the ground.
what descends to them in a circular glide is a phoenix, and the wolf, with its tailed curled up and waving high, seems excited to see it. ]