Phoenix Part 1: The Ashes Burnt by blueharbrynn, literature
Literature
Phoenix Part 1: The Ashes Burnt
The sun peered through the dust clouds and closed blinds as Maxyn wrung out the rag in a bowl of warm water. No birds twittered outside, no breeze blew. Even the shop was quiet as she whipped the brow of her uncle as he laid in an uneasy sleep, feverish and delirious as he murmured tales of the past that twisted with tales of the fever dreams. She gave up trying to understand them long ago and took to sitting in silence, her hand gripping his as she lowered her head to will the fates to take back the hand they've dealt her.
Max was never a religious person, never once, and even now she couldn't feel that reassurance that everyone talked abo