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His mouth dropped open. In the middle of the white ashes and glowing coals there was movement. Something within was struggling up toward the top. The noises grew stronger and more definite. Charred sticks were being snapped, ashes kicked aside, embers pushed out of the way. HIS MOUTH DROPPED OPEN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WHITE ASHES AND GLOWING COALS THERE WAS MOVEMENT SOMETHING WITHIN WAS STRUGGLING UP TOWARD THE TOP THE NOISES GREW STRONGER AND MORE DEFINITE CHARRED STICKS WERE BEING SNAPPED ASHES KICKED ASIDE EMBERS PUSHED OUT OF THE WAY
 too gentle to have awakened him--it must have been something else. Yes--it was a voice. He could hear it quite plainly now. There were angry shouts coming from somewhere below the ledge. Carefully avoiding the sight of the pyre, David crawled to the edge and glanced over. Far down, on the slope at the foot of the scarp, was a tiny figure dancing and bellowing with rage. The Scientist had returned and discovered the ruins of his blind. David watched him dully. No need to worry about _him_ any more. How harmless he looked now, even ridiculous! David turned away. He noticed then that he was holding something in his hand, something soft and heavy. As he lifted it to look more closely, it flashed in the sunlight. It was the feather the Phoenix had given him, the tail feather. Tail feather?... But the Phoenix's tail had been a sapphire blue. The feather in his hand was of the purest, palest gold. There was a slight stir behind him. In spite of himself, he glanced at the remains of the pyre.  DYING EMBERS BUT THESE SOUNDS WERE TOO GENTLE TO HAVE AWAKENED HIM IT MUST HAVE BEEN SOMETHING ELSE YES IT WAS A VOICE HE COULD HEAR IT QUITE PLAINLY NOW THERE WERE ANGRY SHOUTS COMING FROM SOMEWHERE BELOW THE LEDGE CAREFULLY AVOIDING THE SIGHT OF THE PYRE DAVID CRAWLED TO THE EDGE AND GLANCED OVER FAR DOWN ON THE SLOPE AT THE FOOT OF THE SCARP WAS A TINY FIGURE DANCING AND BELLOWING WITH RAGE THE SCIENTIST HAD RETURNED AND DISCOVERED THE RUINS OF HIS BLIND DAVID WATCHED HIM DULLY NO NEED TO WORRY ABOUT HIM ANY MORE HOW HARMLESS HE LOOKED NOW EVEN RIDICULOUS DAVID TURNED AWAY HE NOTICED THEN THAT HE WAS HOLDING SOMETHING IN HIS HAND SOMETHING SOFT AND HEAVY AS HE LIFTED IT TO LOOK MORE CLOSELY IT FLASHED IN THE SUNLIGHT IT WAS THE FEATHER THE PHOENIX HAD GIVEN HIM THE TAIL FEATHER TAIL FEATHER BUT THE PHOENIX'S TAIL HAD BEEN A SAPPHIRE BLUE THE FEATHER IN HIS HAND WAS OF THE PUREST PALEST GOLD THERE WAS A SLIGHT STIR BEHIND HIM IN SPITE OF HIMSELF HE GLANCED AT THE REMAINS OF THE PYRE
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