It was an enchanted San Francisco evening the night my roommate Dave and I birthed the idea of a black unicorn.
“His noble stature will only be enhanced by the puddle of moonlight he is standing in.” Dave mused.
“Yes Dave and the beads of dew that have gathered on his charcoal mane will shimmer and glisten in that moonlight.” I responded.
“Perhaps he has a tenderhearted elfin caretaker to brush out his mane at nightfall?” I quickly, breathlessly added.
Imaginations were flowing so quickly that not even the worlds biggest dream catcher would have been able harness them. Exhausted by ruminations of grandeur we both feel asleep that night dreaming of a better world, a black unicorn world.
I rose early the next morning, roused awake, by a gentle sun, visions of black unicorns of all kinds, were still parading through my thoughts. Those thoughts were quickly trampled as Dave rushed in, panicked and flustered.
“The internet! Go on the Internet and look up black unicorns!” He cried.
With the resolve of a thousand black unicorns, I steadied my trembling hands as I queried, “Black Unicorns.” Immediately images of unicorns resting, frolicking, eating, gazing into reflective pools and yes, being taken care of by tenderhearted elfin caretakers, were displayed on the screen before me.
“It can’t be true.” I said, the pain, audible in my voice.
“It is true, we were not the first to come up with the idea of black unicorns, it must have been some guy in his parents basement that came up with the idea first.” Dave told me as he gently laid a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
Our worlds were never the same after that day, but I like to think I’m a little less naive now, a little more secure too; knowing that people all over the world are creating spectacular visions of black unicorns.
Pic Credit: www.lorrainesworld.com/photo_album2.0.7.html
thank you for posting picture credit...Lorraine
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