The gate swung open on its rusty hinges as Rose walked into the fenced in meadow. She brushed a few strands of auburn hair that fell into her oval face. Her dark brown eyes watched while a large white Clydesdale came toward  
her with his slow nodding head and dull thudding horse hooves 
covered by  feathered hair.  Rose moved to his side, not mounting, merely tangling slender fingers in the unkept ragged mane. The two walked together in silence out on to an old dusty road. His head turned slightly and as it did, a flicker of light slid over the spiraling horn between the horse's sea blue  
eyes. She smiled at the Unicorn. 

        "Welcome home." He spoke in an old slow voice. 

        "Thank you, friend. It has been too long." She answered as they walked slowly down the country road. " I am surprised to still find your here.Surely the fence does not hold you." 

        "No, young filly, I knew you would return and I waited, I have time." 

        "Young filly?" She laughed looking over her twenty two year old body. "You will call me that when I am a hundred and three." 

        "Unicorn, young or old you will never surpass my age." He chuckled with a toss of his name, " But tell me of you?" 

        "I am well, though the city, sometimes, with all its 
buildings and roaring noises, smothers me. Too many humans and not enough space but among them I have found others."  She paused a moment as a truck rumbled by, the driver  
casting them a quizzical look. Rose sighed, " Why can they not see us?" 

        The unicorn watched the truck pass before looking back to answer simply, "  
They do not want to." 

        "Why?" 

        "They have forgotten, almost mercifully for their sake, we remind them of what they have lost, and can not regain, the enchantment, the innocence, the beauty, so they turn away. Looking at only what they have gained,reality.." 

        "But it is so cold…so..sad." 

        The unicorn merely shook his head and continued down the road. "It is the way they are, as the way we are." 

        After a short silence he spoke again, "so you have seen 
others? Like yourself?" 

        "Yes, there are more of us then we thought only unknown even sometimes to themselves. We have found in each other a sanctuary from the solitude. Our differences are the same, finding family, friends…lovers.." she paused. 

        "You, you have a lover then?" whickered her companion. 

        "Yes." She replied softly. 

        "But he is not unicorn." More of a statement then an answer then a question as the two turned down the winding road following the trees that lined the country lane. His hooves left cloven prints in the dirt, which disappeared  
under the swirling of dust blown by a gentle wind. 

        "No, but still…" 

        "You love him and love, my good friend, has no bounds. Look at us. The lion will lay down with the lamb in the name of love." 

        "Or in this case the unicorn." She smiled stroking the 
unicorn's coat. Her dark eyes stared contemplatively at the road before them. 

        "He knows?" a curious lilt in the unicorn's voice. 

        "That is when I knew I loved him, is when I let him know who and what I am." 

        "And you are Unicorn. We are unicorn." 

        "Yes." She murmured gently resting heavily against him, her cheek pressed to the soft silky fur. 

        Together they strolled easily down the road. The branches reaching from the trees along the curb entwined allowing streaks of sunlight to spot the dirt street. Golden shafts slipped over their quiet serene faces. A light 
breeze swept along the broad path stirring dust and ruffling her auburn hair and his off whit locks. 

        Among all this and the gentle singing of the birds 
flittering through the trees and the slow sinking of the sun the unicorns walked. And nothing more being said, as if nothing more needed to be said between them.

"Ushie Williams" <jasmin_93@hotmail.com>
 
 

Your Fellow Unicorn,
         Mythriss 

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