Phoenix of Doubt: New York Chalk Man

A journalist encounters the transformed fire-spirit aura of Jean Grey of the X-Men, the fiery Dark Phoenix, for expressions of Earthling transit chandeliers.

X-Men (Marvel Comics) fanfiction. Thanks so much for reading, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to Marvel Comics or its associations/media and all images/references used herein therefore comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translation).

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Jean Grey was gone. Replaced by the force and energization of the universe specter of unstoppable fire-energy, Jean had become the official Dark Phoenix of furious eye, set to travel to the American Homeland for a journal-write challenge concerning the rebuilding of the terrorist-devastated World Trade Center in NYC (9/11).

The journal-man assigned to the task of this Earthling infrastructure design mission was none other than Mr. Amlan Satan, a curious Manhattanite and Ivy-grad who worked inside the circles of urban planning mechanics for transit-hospitality readings of antiterrorism securities for 'confidence' fiction/nonfiction. Amlan spotted the half-invisible sky-soaring physique of the firestarter Dark Phoenix hovering above the skies where the now-destroyed World Trade Center once stood erect for world-commerce significance (Facebook-like).

PHOENIX: Behold, little Earth man my presence of ultimate doubt.

AMLAN: Geez, this must be some alien visage for invasion of the Homeland.

PHOENIX: You quest for this language of Earth-infrastructure maintenance.

AMLAN: That's me.

PHOENIX: Globalism is your world, and capitalism is so frail, little Earthling!

AMLAN: I'm merely a journalist, specter.

PHOENIX: This contact by your eye concerns my IQ for fortunes lost, man.

AMLAN: Earthlings need a religion!

PHOENIX: See if your journal-cleats offer my visage-IQ for physics, man.

AMLAN: Good (farewell).

As the holidays approached, the protagonist journal-cleats 'prince' of our fable (Mr. Amlan Satan) found himself in the United Kingdom, cheering the spirit created by lights and traffic of consumers shopping for presents, remembering his duty to cast the Dark Phoenix specter-contact in NYC as reflection for some Earthling 'expression' of simplified chores (wow). Was the examination perception one of Earth frailty of undoubted poverty, for Mr. Amlan Satan, our journalist hero of sorts? Well, Amlan thought deeply of how the Phoenix-message invoked some illumination about incomplete-distances readings to the leviathan/uncertainty of (manmade) transit-changes (for worry!).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)