9 The Real and the False Phoenix

Above the golden phoenix, a bright, silver moon hung high in the sky.

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The moon cast a soft, gauzy glow, and circling its edges was a golden–red bird. At first glance, it looked like a small phoenix…

But Jean knew–it wasn’t a phoenix.

She narrowed her eyes, and all the excitement and joy that had filled them vanished. A cold, dull shade crept into her gaze instead.

The master’s painting… Was it about the real and the false phoenix?

It was clear–the phoenix rising from the flames below was the real one. That phoenix should’ve been the one occupying the space around the moon.

Yet right now, it was the false phoenix–one that only resembled the real thing–circling that sacred place

above.

A cuckoo in the nest, a fraud dressed in glory. Did the master know something? Or was it all just a coincidence? Jean felt the sting of irony pierce straight through her.

The crowd didn’t seem to notice anything unusual. In their eyes, this was simply a masterfully executed, beautifully composed painting of a phoenix.

Everyone looked genuinely stunned, their faces lit with awe, as though witnessing a once–in–a–lifetime masterpiece.

noticed the metaphor

she saw the painting, her heart surged

gaze slowly drifted to the bottom

was painted by

wide open, her joy swelling even

had really put her heart

in passing, and Jean remembered–then gave her this

painting had been a private commission by

Tyler’s published works–and this painting

them.

had studied his entire portfolio,

piece from him. She’d heard the artist had never revealed his face

simply appreciated his art–for the

simply appreciated

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hadn’t expected Jean to go

that moment, Sienna was

remembered what she liked, but

make this happen, Jean must’ve gone through quite a bit with

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such a temperamental master surely took an enormous amount of

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