The flames of the fire leapt up and surrounded her, consuming her, becoming her. Heat filled and flushed her, breaking the bottle and she soared up and up. She came to stand in a sun's center. But that even faded and she rode pillion with Emmerich as he crossed the field on his black battle charger, her hands gripping his sides. The edges of his chain-mail bit into her skin and she could hear his labored breath. She could smell his particular scent: horse and leather, sweat and musk. Men roared like the ocean and rushed like waves to slam against the opposing force meeting them outside the walls. .Suzanna J. Linton
About This Quote
In this quote from "The Firebird," the firebird comes to stand in a sun's center. As she rises up in flame, she becomes a sun herself. She is surrounded by a blaze of light and heat, but when she flies off with Emmerich, the flames of the fire leap up and surround her once again, "becoming her."
Source: Clara
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