The Forgotten Unicorn
The night was young and crisp...and the small unicorn laid among the sacred forest. She was pure and gleaming white underneath the shining stars in the heavens. Her coat was immaculate against the glowing moon and her mane seeped only a magical dust that fell from her glistening horn and would fall onto the earth as she gracefully floated through her forest...her home. Wherever she stepped, her presence would bless whomever or whatever she had passed. And under this enchanted night sky, she laid among her fellow unicorns and kept a keen eye on the home that she had been born unto. She was a young unicorn...not even into her hundreds, as most of her fellow unicorns were. But she remained steady and patient as she awaited for the present century to pass her by.
This was her mother's century...for her mother had once been human. Her mother had walked the earth on two strong and mortal legs and had sought and lived the fears and regrets that all humans possess. And their weaknesses still entwined within her soul...as if she were still in her mortal body. But she was not. She would still invite the longings and memories within her dreams...and many times they would overcome her...and she would once again relive those moments. During these times, the small unicorn would wonder of her mother's memories, but would never ask her mother of them. She was too afraid...too afraid of what it might do to her mother. For ever since the release of the unicorns from a dark evil, the unicorns had never been the same.
Unicorns were never meant to mourn or grieve. They were never forgetful or lost within temptations or immoralities. And they would never...never regret. That was... until now. Now unicorns began to feel and to posses emotions. And they would look upon the world and watch the humans and other living creatures live...and choose...and die. And they would grieve these souls...and shed their immortal tears over the creatures' short lives. And every creature that had roamed the earth...had a special place in each of their hearts and not one would ever be forgotten.