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// (2) Life Cycle 
// Story: The Phoenix 
// by Script Singer 
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Celestia looked through the bookcase, a frown on her face.
"Where is it? I know I saw it the other day..." She sighed. "Luna probably moved it..." At that precise moment, to her utter surprise, her sister then came galloping in, running rings around her sister.

"Tia, Tia, Tia, guess what?" she cried out, jumping up and down. "Did you know that when a Phoenix dies, it turns to ash?" Luna held up the book to the page and tapped it with a hoof enthusiastically. When Celestia turned her head and scowled, her grin fell.

"Luna, I was looking for that!" Celestia yelled before she snapped the book from her sister’s grip.
"What for?" she asked.
"I found a baby phoenix and was trying to find that book so I can see what food she can eat."

Philomena cocked her head at the young alicorn. She looked worried. Celestia saw the baby phoenix's expression and quickly read the page her sister mentioned.



"Associated with the sun, a phoenix obtains new life by arising from the ashes. According to some sources, the phoenix dies in a show of flames, although there are other sources that claim that the legendary bird dies and simply decomposes before being born again. According to some texts, the phoenix can live over 1,400 years before rebirth.

 Huh, that's interesting."

Philomena, previously pruning her feathers somewhat without interest, froze. Thoughts quickly began to plague her mind; what if she couldn’t rise? What if, somehow, something went wrong?