“She was not the one to start a fire, nor was she the one to play in it. She was the glorious, unrelenting light that could set fires through glass, that could spark an entire forest into everlasting flames with a single jolt of lightning. She was kindling, indeed, in her own magnificent and incomparable way.” LoveInspirationalMetaphor Book:The Phoenix Keeper and the City of the Sun Source: The Phoenix Keeper and the City of the Sun