prolog

The wind blew through the dense forest canopy. The moon was reflected in the great dark lake. A figure stood in the clearing. It looked at its reflection in the water. Now it shook its majestic head with the goatee and the wonderful long horn. White dust fell into the water. The unicorn stepped into the water with its split hoof and the reflection blurred.
His black fur glowed in the moonlight and his mane looked like it was on fire. It turned and galloped back into the thick forest