Never Let A Unicorn Scribble 소설 & 이야기

"If you're a runner, I'll chase you. If you're a wizard, I'll tear apart your magic. If you're a hybrid, I'll split the two parts that make you a traitor." Luna Seraphyne glared sharply, then raised her trembling hand. She screamed a word not part of the human language. The air swirled, and from within the grassy ground, thin shadows stretched out—like black roots—licking the earth, intent on tearing at my feet.

I answered looking at the unicorn. “Do you want it?” “Kind of.” “That’s all I need to know.” “Really? But it’s going to be hard.” “I doubt that. I’ll make a bet with you.” “What’s the bet?” “I bet you two kisses that I can win you that unicorn.” “If you don’t?” “I’ll do whatever you want.” “Deal.”

Hot around the neck, I spin, trying to find somewhere else. Anywhere else... ... for my eyes to rest... There's plenty to look at: unicorns charge around the walls in a multicoloured herd accompanied by a kind of rainbowed Pegasus above them. A mermaid and frog sit in conversation... I find myself easing one way then the other, trying to get perspective on the frog. It moves... "I see someone let your mother loose with a paintbrush in here." "You recognise it? Her work?" "I can spot her touch, yes. She's still using that trick I see. Making them move."

“And why did your mom marry your dad?” “According to song, because of his-” “Hey!” Pagan warned. “Kids.” “Can you play the Unicorn Song?” one of the girls asked. “I don’t know the words to it.” Siobhan admitted. “I do good to remember the chorus.” “There was green alligators and long necked geese, some humpty-backed camels and some chimpanzees, some cats and rats and elephants, but sure as you’re born, the loveliest of all was the unicorn.” The kids all sang.

“Any rules?” He shrugged before replying. “I believe we are all mature. No expensive play that’ll possibly cause drowning and violence is prohibited.” Bobbing my head to show I understood, I returned my gaze to Maxwell, cracked my head and fingers before exclaiming. “Let’s begin!” “I’m going to show y’all who is boss,” Maxwell screamed and hauled himself onto the Unicorn’s back, causing it to dip violently. He windmilled his hands and stayed on. “And that's how it's done.”

“Oh no! I can’t let Mum and Dad see a unicow in their bathroom. I just promised they wouldn’t see any new animals this whole week!” The unicow tried licking the lollipops on the shower curtain. Sophia erupted. “Those are just drawings!” she yelled. “Don’t you understand, unicow!? If my parents see you, they’ll call off the camping trip! This is a disaster!” Sophia wanted to cry. But the unicow lowered its head and gently nudged its horn towards Sophia. “Oh you want me to touch your horn?” asked Sophia, confused. The unicow nodded and so she did. As soon as Sophia touched the horn, she didn’t feel like crying anymore. In fact, she felt calm and full of hope. Sophia had discovered that the hor

I gasped. "UNICORN!" I shouted, "My theme is unicorn! I'll make Cakeu a unicorn. Right, Sir? It's Unicorn!" Bits of sweats start forming in my forehead as I try to communicate with Sir. He laughed. "Yeah, it's unicorn." I smiled in relief. Wooh. My theme should remain confidential. "You're not a good liar at all, Agape." Law and Katerina and Rosseu snorted. I just pouted.

"No one can own a unicorn unless the unicorn decides to be owned. A few of them will let me ride them when I need it. That is what I am hoping for today." Gede walked toward the wild unicorn heard and ran straight into an invisible wall, smashing his nose. He grunted. Unicorns could make small force-field walls to stop an enemy from approaching. "Very funny!" Gede called. "You know I mean no harm, and these are my friends."

Jenna watched the crowd grow with more angst. Mack smiled as he began. He stepped in front of the unicorn first, “A rare sight indeed! This unicorn was captured in the forbidden forest! You all know how hard unicorns are to catch. Their blood is sacred and can give life. This unicorn could increase the years of your life! I’ll start the bidding at 100 cold coins.” Many buyers raised their wands, “do I have 200 coins?” the wands went up. “300, 400, 500. SOLD to the man in black!” Mack announced. The man smiled and one of Mack’s guards collected the union and money. The unicorn stomped his feet in protest but there was no use. He walked it outside the barn and Mack moved on to the next item.

Rhea mouthed charming behind her back and Margot giggled. I smiled sweetly. ** It was late morning when I found Egi curled up in the sunroom, coloring quietly, one foot tapping in the air like she was drumming a secret beat only she could hear. She looked up when I stepped in—hesitant, always. We were still learning each other. “Hi,” I said softly. “That a tiger?” “It’s a unicorn,” she mumbled, frowning at her drawing. “But it looks like a dog.” I chuckled, kneeling beside her. “Then it’s a magical dogicorn. Rare species.”