Part three: burning bright.

There was a silly damn bird called a phoenix back before Christ, every few years he built a pyre and burnt himself up.

But every time he burnt himself up he sprang out of the ashes, he got himself born all over again. Someday we'll stop making the goddamn funeral pyres and jumping in the middle of them.


Graphic novel adaptation of Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, by Tim Hamilton.