Teaser
It really isn't funny how ya get this frikkn brilliant idea, then you're passing thru the library and read
your frikkn brilliant idea in a book some ELSE is now making millions on. The Last frikkn Unicorn
belongs to that dude who wrote it first. thanks a lot...
A sharp jab in her side tosses her eyes open lazily. The female glares over at her mate.
He is looking in another direction, though. She rolls her sunblinded eyes, then closes them to
find her dreams once again. Another sharp poke from the male snaps the female back to
consiousness. She bites his wing in irritation. He glares at her from the corner of his red eyes,
then points ahead of them with his leathery wing tipped with a single claw. Among the vegetation growing down to the sky, there is a shockingly
white creature pacing slowly across the slight clearing.The Femalebatsquints and attempts to focus her
smarting day light vision. It's just a mare. A lovely snow white mare, but a stupid horse just the same. The female groans inwardly. He woke her up because he was checking out another species! Her eyes drift lazily closed: then snap right back awake once more. Hold on a moment! Mares do NOT have
cloven hoofs! The female twists her furry body so she's looking at the mare right side up, instead of
upside down. Her footing on the branch above her slackens momentarily while she steadies her
shifting weight. The sky is above and the grass grows upwards once more. The male leans in
very close to her head and whispers, barley audibly,
"It's Her..."
A tell-tale trait blazes rodlike from her forehead, parting delicate hairs and crowning all her glory, the
mare's true nature is revealed. The female bat nearly drops from her precarious perch under the tree
branch. She gasps, flapping her deamonic wings to stay up against the bark.
The unicorn's head jerks upright in their direction. The horn pinpoints their location as pure, blue
eyes catch the evesdropper's in a knowing glance. Both bats freeze. It feels as though she isreading their souls in a
single look. The two creatures tremble in the morning sunlight.Filled with terror, and guilt; they know they are unclean. Unworthy to
dwell in her presence...let alone sleep in her trees and eat of her goods...In shame, the pair take
to flight. Altitude carries them up and out of the Unicorn's sight, but the memory of their
encounter with Amalthia will not be forgotten in this life...as it is not yet over.