Novel & Cerita Unicorns Pooping Rainbows

They looked so pretty with their coloured mane and ponytails. Elevina gets so excited with the unicorns that she decided to wander closer to where they were but she got stopped by Elena. “Oh come on, they look so beautiful and adorable. Can't you see?” Elevina said, pointing at the unicorns. “Yes but remember looks may seem deceiving. That's why we must be careful.” Elena said in a calm soft tone. After some minutes later the unicorns started dying off one by one in sequence. What was happening I just couldn't understand but it seemed like a nightmare rather than an adorable event.

This is my family and I love each and everyone of them. Cyra squeals as we see them. The white iridescent coats of the unicorns come into view. Their spiralled horns shine like glitter as they move forward. The herd moves, following their matriarch. I look at Cyra, who has her hands over mouth and I smile at her reaction. The adults all chuckle at her reaction and at that of the boys. Poor Cyra is out numbered well she won’t be long. “Mom, is this real?” She asks and I nod my head at her with a smile as Vilkas pulls me to sit on his lap as we watch as she walks forward.

Even if he is cute. Lace pulls my attention back as she babbles on about the Full Moon tonight and how under the full moonlight the Unicorns will appear and bring their foals out to play in the pink crescent moon shaped lake. I pretend to be surprised but Lizaria had already informed me about this. The Unicorns would be celebrating the foals gaining their own powers blessed by the Moon Goddess. That the pink water in our Pack is filled with magic only the unicorns can absorb and when foals become of age, drinking the water will help their powers manifest. I had heard stories from Lizaria about her over seeing this event and how years ago she made a treaty with the first Alpha of Hidden Claws

The several magic circles that her arrows had left hovering in the sky flared up bright green as they began to pour down drops of liquid. "Poor goblins..." She whispered something mournful as if she wasn't the one to blame. The poison rain had an instant impact on the goblins. They fought and trembled in agony, but there was nothing they could do to dodge the deadly rain. Their shields could not keep every drop of rain from falling on them, just as an umbrella could not keep every drop of rain from falling on them. The poison was not a lethal one that could instantly kill anyone; rather, it was the type of poison that slowly handicapped everyone who came into contact with it.

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.

I don't know," he replied. The shoreline was as beautiful as the skies. The stones and sands were not hot on that late afternoon. It felt so good on the feet's touch. They could see the veil hovering over them like glasses protecting a world inside. The hanging gardens were in bloom - thousands of them in different colors - and the dragons flew while playing. By the night, he liked to watch the unicorns on the forest. They were rare but they were there. He could talk to them. As Siren's were the translators of the Gods, unicorns too were the spies. But they were good creature unless harmed. For a handsome price, they could be the secret eyes and Rudolf knew them better. They held the spirit

She asks. “Yes. What do I have to do?” She steps back. “Just accept what I freely give to you.” She says before putting the end of her horn against the middle of my forehead. Instantly, I begin to see images, flashes of a life. Hundreds of unicorns running through the forests. A flourishing life that suddenly changes when humans begin hunting them for the magic in their horns. I see images of slain unicorns, their horns cut off mercilessly, some animals still alive, dying slowly as they bleed out from their wounds. The images switch and now the unicorns are hiding, running from the hunters. I see a unicorn, as beautiful as Lucero leaning toward me. “Run to the Fae King. He will protect you.