The Unidonk

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You might have heard of a unicorn, but have you ever heard of the almost extinct unidonk?

Submitted: November 22, 2017

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The Unidonk.

Many of you will be familiar with my elusive but far more famous cousin, the unicorn. He or she is tall and sleek, for the most part gentle and timid. But harm one and you will suffer, not from an attack but from unbearable misfortune.

There are about one hundred of them, roaming free in the Land of Faerie, but every so often one strays to your world. Maybe only for a minute, but obviously they have been seen. The human depictions of them are remarkably accurate from what must have, for the most part, been nothing more than a fleeting glimpse.

But us, we have almost died out. There are only two of us remaining in all of Faerie, both female, and both separated by a vast distance. We are quite old, but then we are one of the longest living species known to be in existence.

Where unicorns are tall and slim, we are shorter, squatter; not so much fat as muscular. We need to be because we are the pack animals. Not that we are often used in a land of so much magic, but when something needs moving, we are the ones to see to it. Their coats are smooth and sleek where ours are more.....casual, shall we say. A long top coat with a fleecy underlay; good for both keeping us warm should be needed to travel to the more remote parts of our world, but they also offer a bit of added protection too.

The unicorns will give the more regal, or at least well-behaved, of Faerie, a ride when the mood takes them, but unidonks are happy to give a lift to even the more frisky and energetic of residents. So long as we are not working, we’ll spend time with anyone, from the smallest sprite to the tallest of the tree-people. Even the pookas have been known to come down from their branches and go for a trot on my back.

Sometimes, I wish for others like me to talk to. I can send messages sometimes to my sister, depending on her distance and the extent of spell-ferance. I do get lonely, I won’t deny it, but there are so many here who will take the time to cheer me when I’m feeling down.

I’ve never set foot outside of Faerie, not so far anyway. But if I do, if you should see me, be kind and keep our secret. For unidonks are one of the few undiscovered creatures left.

 

(417 words).


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