large/2531/davidandphoenix_0902_librivox_64kb_mp3/davidandthephoenix_10_ormondroyd_64kb_80
large/2531/davidandphoenix_0902_librivox_64kb_mp3/davidandthephoenix_10_ormondroyd_64kb
English
2531
"_Phoenix!_" "Now, I implore you  please  oh, dear, I _knew_ it would be difficult to explain. Look at me, my boy." David did as he was told, although his eyes were filled with tears and he could not see through the blur. PHOENIX NOW I IMPLORE YOU PLEASE OH DEAR I KNEW IT WOULD BE DIFFICULT TO EXPLAIN LOOK AT ME MY BOY DAVID DID AS HE WAS TOLD ALTHOUGH HIS EYES WERE FILLED WITH TEARS AND HE COULD NOT SEE THROUGH THE BLUR
now what it's for? What is it? Tell me." "Well, my boy--well, the fact _is_--yes, I do know. It came to me this morning while I was constructing the--ah--nest, here. I am afraid it will be a bit hard to explain. The cinnamon--ah--the cinnamon--well, cinnamon _branches_ are what I should really have...." "But Phoenix, what's it _for_?" "Behold, my boy." The Phoenix opened the boxes, and spread the cinnamon sticks on the nest. Then it took the cans and sprinkled the cinnamon powder over the top and sides of the heap, until the whole nest was a brick-dust red. "There we are, my boy," said the Phoenix sadly. "The traditional cinnamon pyre of the Phoenix, celebrated in song and story." And with the third mention of the word "pyre," David's legs went weak and something seemed to catch in his throat. He remembered now where he had heard that word before. It was in his book of explorers, and it meant--it meant-- "Phoenix," he choked, "wh-wh-who is the pyre for?" "For myself," said the Phoenix. N THERE BEFORE A VAGUE DREAD SWEPT THROUGH HIM AND HE FALTERED PHOENIX YOU DO KNOW WHAT IT'S FOR WHAT IS IT TELL ME WELL MY BOY WELL THE FACT IS YES I DO KNOW IT CAME TO ME THIS MORNING WHILE I WAS CONSTRUCTING THE AH NEST HERE I AM AFRAID IT WILL BE A BIT HARD TO EXPLAIN THE CINNAMON AH THE CINNAMON WHILE CINNAMON BRANCHES ARE WHAT I SHOULD REALLY HAVE BUT PHOENIX WHAT'S IT FOR BEHOLD MY BOY THE PHOENIX OPENED THE BOXES AND SPREAD THE CINNAMON STICKS ON THE NEST THEN IT TOOK THE CANS AND SPRINKLED THE CINNAMON POWDER OVER THE TOP AND SIDES OF THE HEAP UNTIL THE WHOLE NEST WAS BRICK DUST RED THERE WE ARE MY BOY SAID THE PHOENIX SADLY THE TRADITIONAL CINNAMON PYRE OF THE PHOENIX CELEBRATED IN SONG AND STORY AND WITH THE THIRD MENTION OF THE WORD PYRE DAVID'S LEGS WENT WEAK AND SOMETHING SEEMED TO CATCH IN HIS THROAT HE REMEMBERED NOW WHERE HE HAD HEARD THAT WORD BEFORE IT WAS IN HIS BOOK OF EXPLORERS AND IT MEANT IT MEANT PHOENIX HE CHOKED WHO IS THE PYRE FOR FOR MYSELF SAID THE PHOENIX
large/2531/davidandphoenix_0902_librivox_64kb_mp3/davidandthephoenix_10_ormondroyd_64kb
file
download/librilight/large/2531/davidandphoenix_0902_librivox_64kb_mp3/davidandthephoenix_10_ormondroyd_64kb.flac