What Is A Flying Unicorn Called Novels & Stories

Self-preservation I’d call it! ‘Whatever. Do you want a goat suit?’ I state the obvious. ‘A goat is not a unicorn.’ ‘It is if you screw the detachable horn on to the middle of the head and remove the billy-goat hooks over his ears.’ ‘Frankly, I’m a bit disappointed my unicorn is to be a converted goat. Doesn’t have the savoir faire, does it?’ ‘What? Do you want it or not?’ ‘Of course I do. How does it work? It is for a man, probably six foot.’

We walked the three of us through the cobblestone streets of Newburyport, the sun painting our shadows on the ground, three silhouettes united by hands intertwined. “Does Santa Claus come by sleigh?” Aggy asked suddenly, her head raised to look at me. “He does,” I answered, looking at her. “And the unicorns?” Her eyes widened with the possibility of the answer. “The unicorns… fly,” I bent down a little in her direction, lowering my voice as if sharing a secret. Her eyes widened even more, if possible. “They fly?” “They do,” I confirmed with a grave nod. “But only when no one is looking.”

Unicorns were the rarest species of horses which when sighted can be seen as a sign of good luck, unicorn sightings were so rare that many doubted it's existence. Domino Sebastian's horse was a cross between a land horse and a flying horse. Under the appropriate conditions Domino would sprout wings and fly but it would always end up consuming a portion of it's life force leaving it weak and defenseless for hours but that did not bother it's master in anyway. Sebastian walked to where Domino sat and took a seat with his back to it. Head a drink from his water bottle before giving the rest to Domino.

I sat up, looking at him, and he did the same, leaning against the balcony rail. “What happened?” “I met a unicorn,” “Uni… wait, what?” “Yeah, sounds crazy, right? They're like, super rare. It had its horn somehow tangled in the bushes when it saw me, but the most shocking aspect was that it spoke,” Nikkie's eyes went wide, “English?” “What do you think? French?” “Wait… well, I think I shouldn't forget this place is weird. What did it say?” It told me that if I want to meet the MoonCub, then I should face who I am.

As she was about to enter the forest, a pure white unicorn approached her. “Come with me. I’ll take you home,” it said. Sekar climbed onto the flying horse’s back and stroked its soft fur. It felt so comfortable she thought she could sleep on something that soft. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome,” the unicorn replied, flapping its wings and flying into the forest. “Ah, sorry, Sembrani. You’re still keeping our promise, right?” “Don’t worry. I can keep your home a secret,” it said.

Beautiful unicorns swished passed us in their glory with different hues of mane gracefully sailing in the wind. Curiosity tumult as I gaped at the blessing. This was a fairytale. Did we get transmigrated into a child's storybook? Where did Valen’s eagle send us? There must have been hundreds of unicorns flashing by. Their powerful white wings spread and they took flight. Regretfully, when the last of them disappeared, the drum roll ceased. I should have touched one. Valen moved from the tree and walked in the direction that the unicorns sped away.

Unicorn balloons, roses, and a whole bunch of designer bags. I was about to say something when my eyes caught a movement outside. "Is that a---," I couldn't finish my sentence, because of how shocked I was. Completely and utterly shocked. I can't believe my eyes. "A pony?" Flynn finished my sentence for me and grinned sheepishly, "Yes, it is. Isn't she beautiful?" He looked outside the window and stared at the pony in awe. "Her name is rainbow." "You...you bought a pony for her?" I stuttered, I was still shocked.

“This is Domin planet of some species like unicorns and phoenix, this is also the place where the crossbred was born in my dream.” “Phoenix, Unicorn, and Crossbreed?”- An old captain asked. Pure nodded: “That’s right! What do you think, Vince?” Vince answered: “How can it happen? Phoenix and Unicorn are…” “Who said it can not happen?”- Another captain objected to Vince’s opinion and he is Oliwen. Oliwen stroked his long beard and sighed: “Alright, though we don’t know if that is fake or not, we still need to go to Domin for a little bit. We need to check out how that planet develops.”

Fane sighed, doing his best to not have anyone hear him. "I do, but only two of them. The one on the right seems like a three-legged golden bird beast. It's called a flying quill. The one in the middle is a fire and ice wolf. Those two beasts are normally in second-grade worlds." Rudy was surprised at Fane's words and said, "I was just asking, but I didn't expect you to know. Fane, you really are amazing. You're not just strong, but smart as well. You even know beasts from second-grade worlds."

Though when the time came for Blackie to provide an answer, what he said was: “Must be the rainbow unicorn.” That answer didn’t make Noah any less confused, “Why is a rainbow unicorn considered gay?” “…you are right, when compared with your second choice of a pink flamingo, the rainbow unicorn is definitely not gay.” “It’s not my fault that those were the biggest two floats in the store!! If you ask me, I would have preferred to ride a dragon!” Blackie: Bigger is better, is it? Hehe, I’ll pass that on to the higher-ups, they can definitely arrange for you to ride a dragon in the future. 👍