"The Phoenix... In times of doubt, in times of confusion, it symbolized strength, transformation, and renewal. Us Phoenix rises from the ashes. We never give up. And you, my dear, should never give up as well."
The small little (Y/N) gazed up at her mother with sparkling eyes.
"Phoenix is soooo cool. I wanna be a phoenix when I'm older." She said, stretching her arms out.
Her mother chuckled, "Of course dear. You can be whatever you want."
She stared at the shining feather-hair decoration at the corner of them room.
"One day, my dear." She said, "When you were doubting yourself, when you lose hope, remember this. A Phoenix never give up. A Phoenix will rise from the ashes and shine again, brighter, and stronger."
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