The Unicorn

Written by Ed Desimone (Left)

A recurring dream sometimes haunts my nights. While deep in sleep, I find myself walking through something akin to Harry Potter’s Forbidden Forest. I try to move as stealthily as possible, hoping not to attract any attention from giant pissed-off spiders or centaurs with attitudes. Then I see it ahead of me, glimmering in its own silvery ethereal luminescence, a horse-like creature with a curled horn protruding from its forehead. As soundless as a panther about to strike its prey, I move up close enough to touch, reach out my hand, and millimeters from his fur, in a poof, it vanishes, leaving only dazzling ether where he just stood. The elusive damn unicorn!

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