You've been hiking up the mountain side for what seems like ages before you reach the peak. It's not sharp and pointed like one would expect. It flattens out and supports a spacious home. Open rooms and halls wind away from where you stand, over grown with a variety of plant life. Beautiful as it may be, it seems more like ruins than a true home. It is here that you meet the phoenix, the bird of fire.


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=D Hi and welcome to my habitat home. Glad you have stopped by.
Since I hope you have read this, you should now continue upon this path to my directory. It shall lead you along to your desired location.