Hello readers!
Let me tell you a tale,of my not so happy, opposite to sterotypical veiws, unicorn!
I can almost laugh like a huyena as it digs its horn deep into the flesh of my pathetic rival. How do huyena's laugh anyway? Meh. Mine is a deep,growling laughter,the type you'd hear booming off the walls of a rich,gigantic castle. And how I move while laughing, probbly isn't the greatest idea to describe. Anyway,as his shirt saturate in a brilliant reep red,while my precious unicorn digs it's horn in and out , of his flesh in a blissful, nodded approval, I watch intently and enjoy every moment. Nobody will mess with me now. And no one will place that pathetic on my loyal,trusted companion.
And we all lived not so happily,and certainly not forever, but it was never-the-less after.
