A silly little 50 word flash fiction for Chuck Wendig’s challenge, but at least it’s something new. Feeling the need to write today.
The Rise and Fall of the Phoenix
The Phoenix rose into the air, shaking off ashes.
Up and up it climbed until at last it could soar on zephyrs. It swallowed the urge to crow like a rooster.
The bird never knew what hit it. The 747 never realized either, as it went on its way.