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.

the metaphor buried

the moment she saw the painting, her

slowly drifted to the bottom

This was painted

wide open, her joy swelling

really put her heart into

in passing, and Jean

this painting had been a private

had seen all of Tyler’s published works–and

them.

admired Tyler. In fact, she had studied his entire portfolio, appreciating every single

commissioning a custom piece from him. She’d heard the artist had never revealed his face and

art–for the

simply appreciated it;

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hadn’t expected Jean

Sienna was deeply

Jean had remembered what she

Jean must’ve gone through quite a bit with

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took an

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