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As she could feel her very form shift the thunder in her skull rattling harder before she could feel the sensation of falling downward. She could hear the others weeping to see one of the fiery ones be sent down. Hurling downward she fell the force driving her downward she did not have the strength to turn about. All she could see is the bright light soon begin to fade from the sight between her now pealing feathers. The darkness came as she could feel herself getting further and further away her body becoming more solid and sense as she came. She didn't know how far she would fall was it to the pit? All because she couldn't sing is graces anymore.

All sense of time had left her she did not know how far she had fallen. Though she could still feel the rattle of his voice still in her mind. Though it did not harm her as much she was farther than she had ever been from his side. Screaming in pain as she finally reached the gate. All she could hear with the sound of shattering crystal as she finally came through to the earth's sky.Scattering about the night sky the material of now metal feathers burning in the sky as sparks seem to fly from her. Sparks indeed dazzling about as if the stars them selves came to join her in this tragedy.They came came crashing down along with herself, some burning away as she cried out in pain.

No this is the sound every one hears when something had been torn away from its very meaning of existence. The sound of for distinct voices could be heard as she came. She writhed in her agony her mind seeming even more and more overwhelmed when she could no longer hear the sobs of her brothers and sisters above. All the doubt of the world itself came rushing into her mind horrid visions seen by her own eyes thrashing about she rolled downward desperately trying to open her wings. Feeling her body start to change. Feeling his warmth fade from her, The coldness creeping from her stripped wings down to her very limbs. Silence now her voice could not give anymore, Her wings soon tearing themselves apart as she finally forced them open her hands instinctive to shield her eyes. For now seeing the world with them and not from her gifts. The darkness of the night the dim light from the moon seeing the fast approaching grounds her wings finally gave out as the first set those who had shielded her face from her creator finally fell away and burned brightly above her.

Neigh neigh could she feel the burning of her wings she could only feel her blood boiling. Aye this is what the phoenix must have felt when it was first time of rebirth. Stripping away everything that was as the fire engulfed her form singing and tearing apart what was especially her former self. Growing weaker by the moment everything growing blurry her vision failing her though she shined only the blackness did she see now. All that could be seen was a shining white light now hurling toward the earth landing with unheard of intensity it shattered the earth and caused the ground to shake. The wave about it causing many trees to be up-rooted and scattered about like the blocks of a disastrous child. The falling metal that followed crashed down to earth only a fraction of her former wingspan. Still the fire from them sparked to the trees giving the forest a chance to start again.

The fire burned yes hotter still scorching the earth as it came leaving the ground ash white. After the fire had burned still some of the coals smoking letting wisps of smoke curl themselves into the wind. She began to rouse from the dead like sleep of unconsciousness. Feeling the pain as her heart started to beat her veins pumped acid into her muscle tissue. She grasped at the soot and material covering her mouth blindly scratching to try and capture a breath. Choking loudly as all she could taste was charred smoke in her lungs. Tasting that for the first time and taking in that scent. She thought the worst as she blindly tried to peal the scarred remains of her former self off of her eyes.Opening them for the first time what had once been the color of the purest fire. Now slowly fading turning and swirling into a mix of a rich blue and violet.

Her hair hand been burned short and now black as the coal she lay in. Still covered from head to toe in remains. She felt alone now in this sea of smoke, Had she fallen down into the pit? She wondered still as her vision started to clear. Seeing what destruction had been caused. It soon hit her like a ton of bricks as the unclean acts of the battleground in which she had fallen into to rushed like the flowing rivers into her mind. Feeling the pain of those who had lost their faith. How alone they truly were now realizing how far away she was writhing in pain as silent creams gone unheard tears now flowing out those shaded eyes of hers. Gasping more still for what little breath she could muster. Rolling into her stomach she finally was able to prop herself up upon her hands and knees crawling still. After her guttural tears subsided the images slowly started to fade.

Like a new born fawn she wobbled as she tried to stand. Each movement was a struggle. Using muscles was a concept foreign to her. Let alone the alarming beat inside of her chest she could even hear it in her ears as it seemed to force its way up into her throat. With each passing baby-step gradually moving into a long stride. Out of the wretched wreckage she came looking positively worse for wear vision still burred by the darkness blindly searching as her body took over her actions. Operating on only instinct now as she came to the water of a small stream.Trying to wash the soot and other charred remains from her eyes and face. Revealing pale white skin and those violet eyes as she gazed upon her refection seeing what she had become. She just looked to the sky, the moon's pale light shining in her eyes. Overcome now she only just sat along the bank of the stream pulling her knees to her chest laying her head down. Whispering softly " Father "