Basil
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The last unicorn remains among the world. Her name was ˈYo͞onəˌkôrn, and was then renamed by a scientist to be then named Basil. She is a beautiful, powerful magic user, raised by Doctor Sebastian Martin- however, when people attempt to use her for power and magic, she is driven to madness, fleeing Nunavut with her small herd. Years later, Doctor S. Martin and his daughter, spot Basil. In a grasp of hope to find the young unicorn, they go on a journey to find her... but after everything, was there anything left of Basil at all? Was there even a point to their journey? This is an old iteration of this storyline that I started about 3 years ago, I do plan to rewrite it when and if I ever have the time or motivation to.
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