In the dense shadows, spiders clutched their snare-strings. Their webs shimmered like meshed steel dipped in silver. Dust danced through the air and an old owl stared at me like a silent soldier. The trees seemed sad, as if they had long ago given up hope, their bony fingers stretched out, almost as if they was attempting to catch me. After reading the myth of the lost phoenix in my favourite book, I went to the forest searching for the phoenix.
I got lost in the foreboding forest. A sound kept calling around me as if it begging someone to help.
I glimpsed a dusky cryptic forsaken house, which was surrounded by the trees. It camouflaged between them. It stood in front of me admiring around with its gloomy eyes. Curiously, I entered it hoping I find evidence for the phoenix.
The house was murky. But there was a baffling glimmery object. It lit the the house with its emerald colour. I wasn't really convinced whether I should take it or not, but it piqued my curiosity. I tookit and rushed out of the house.
At that moment the mysterious object converted into a peculiar portal, which sucked me in this bizarre gate! The it vanished!
Instantly, I found myself in another place.
I could hear the voice deeper and deeper.
I walked after the sound so I could reach the sound.
Walking and walking, until I reached the phoenix! It had titanic wings and lot of flamy feathers. It was restricted by steely chains. It was on its last breaths. I tried to help it as I can.
Finally, the chains were broken. The phoenix felt free. It was very thankful and helped me to return to my house.
