(Time to mix things up with a little short story I wrote. What do you think?)
One upon a time, there was a lonely unicorn named Erika that lived with a herd of horses near a snow-covered volcano by the sea. Some of the horses were mean and teased her, telling her she wasn’t a unicorn at all. She did have some horse friends and they told her to ignore the mean horses, but the mean horses still made her feel bad sometimes, especially when she didn’t know what to say.
While Erika liked her horse friends, she longed to have another unicorn to play and talk with. The horses didn’t know what it was like to be a unicorn in a herd of horses and they certainly didn’t know what it was like to have a horn on the front of your head that seemed to bump into everything all the time. And they especially didn’t know what it was like to have magic powers that enabled Erika to solve most problems the horses couldn’t.
She looked for other unicorns, but all she ever saw were horses. She looked and looked and looked, and never saw another unicorn. After years of looking and not finding another unicorn, she gave up looking and decided that she’d just have to get used to being the only unicorn. This made her sad.
Then one day, a visitor named Sam from the shores of another ocean arrived to help some of the horses find more grass to eat. The visitor was very good at finding more grass, and traveled the world helping horses find the tastiest, sweetest grass to eat.
The lonely unicorn marveled at the visitor – she was a unicorn, too!
Strangely, Sam didn’t seem to know she was a unicorn. She seemed to think she was just a different type of horse. She also didn’t seem lonely or sad. Erika was so surprised, she didn’t know what to say to Sam.
Sam thought Erika was a fine, different-looking horse, unlike any other she’d ever seen before and immediately wanted to get to know Erika better.
“Hi!” Sam said. “You are a beautiful horse. Would you like to go run in the fields and talk?”
“Yes,” said Erika, “I would like that very much. But I am not a horse. I am a unicorn.”
“A unicorn?” Sam asked. “What is a unicorn?”
“Well, me,” Erika replied, “I have a horn and magic powers. I can solve just about any problem. You’re a unicorn too, you know.”
“Me? A unicorn? No! I’m just a horse.”
“You know how to find the tastiest, sweetest grass to eat that the horses can’t find on their own. It’s like a magic power, right?”
“Well, yes, but…”
“And you have a horn. A horn plus a magic power equals a unicorn. You’re a unicorn.”
Sam was taken aback. Shad had never considered she might be anything other than a horse.
“Here, I’ll show you,” Erika said.
She lowered her head and stroked Sam’s flank with her horn. Horses had stroked her flanks before with their muzzle and it felt good, but being stroked by a unicorn horn made her feel like she’d never felt before, in a good way.
She dropped her own head and stroked Erika’s flank with her horn. It felt good to do that.
“So that’s what this is for!” she exclaimed.
“I think so,” Erika replied.
“I guess I am a unicorn!” Erika just smiled.
Erika and Sam spent the next few days together, frolicking about the fields in the warm sunlight. Then the day came for Sam to return back to her home near the other ocean.
Sam and Erika had been having so much fun together and liked being with each other so much, neither one of them wanted Sam to go.
“I have to go back to my herd,” she said sadly. “I promised them I’d return. But I want to visit with you again soon.”
“I’d like that,” Erika said.
So Sam went back to her home next to the other ocean and Erika stayed near the volcano by the sea, except Erika wasn’t lonely any more because she knew there was another unicorn in the world. But they both remembered how much they enjoyed playing with each other and dreamed of when they’d be able to see each other again and stroke each other’s flanks with their horns.