David and the Phoenix

David and the Phoenix
Somehow, today when thinking about FaeSpinner’s list of top 15 books, the title of this book banged up from the darkness of my childhood.
Quite unexpected.

What did this book mean to me? My memory is too dim in honesty to tell you. It was too long ago. I remember magic and wonder. I remember tears. I very much remember how impossible a story it was, and how much I wanted to be David and have such a friend as the Phoenix.