Letter to the One Who Never Appeared Before Me
Mobiverse letter challenge: Day 9 - Someone Avalon wishes he could meet:
My land held the most marvelous things. The wonders of my land could only be dreamt of by others. Atlantis was one of the few who had seen a glimpse of things that some say should never exist in the first place. I have seen fairies, unicorns, elves, creatures whose names simply don’t have a word in the human language. However, there is one creature which I longed to see.
The great and mighty Phoenix.
I craved to see this bird more than anything. My reasons for wanting to see it were simple. It was a spectacular bird and also…I had hoped to maybe retrieve a feather from it and give it to Atlantis. I tried summoning it, but it would never come. I tried getting some other creatures to help me find it, but they couldn’t locate it either. I didn’t understand why this bird always continued to evade me.
I searched for years. Centuries. The Phoenix never came.
I started to think that maybe if someone truly important died, someone whose death would have devastating effects on the world, then the bird would come. That was a silly idea though. The Phoenix is a bird that represents rebirth, renewal, and immortality. Why would it come when someone was losing their life?
Besides…it didn’t appear when I lost my Atlantis.
After I lost Atlantis I completely gave up searching for the Phoenix. It’s not because I wanted to give up…I just lost the will to do anything.
However, when my body finally left this earth, my soul did not. It was reborn in another man…Arthur Kirkland, England, Britain, United Kingdom, he has many names but it matters not. When I was reborn inside of him I felt this wonderful fire all around me. It frightened me at first, but it did not burn me. It was warm and welcoming. It enveloped me and made me feel at peace. I was lulled to sleep by the dull sounds of the flames crackling and the beautiful colors of the blue and orange fire.
When I awoke I was in the body of the man I spoke of before, England. I knew he was me right from the very beginning. He could see things others could not and he could spellcast in ways that reminded me of myself. He also…has him. America, Alfred…Atlantis.
He is me in every sense, from my looks, to my magic, to my once lover. It’s because he is me that I believe I somehow did see the Phoenix. The experience I had when I was reborn was most likely similar to the experience a Phoenix has when it is reborn. I think perhaps the Phoenix came to me without my knowing. Though I’ve never seen the bird I know it helped me and perhaps…perhaps someday it will show itself to me.
England looked at his letter, unsure of what he had just written. It was true that he had always wanted to see a Phoenix, but had yet to have the opportunity, however…this letter was definitely not written by him.
His fairies danced around him and laughed at the confused look on his face. He thought about asking them if they knew anything about Atlantis or the person who actually wrote the letter, but he didn’t bother. Even if they did know they wouldn’t tell him. Instead he stood while folding the letter in half. He slow walked to his room and found an empty journal. The letter would remain hidden there until England decided when the right time would be to bring it back out again.