by Brittany Nicole Pilkington
(Paris, Texas)
I looked upon the magnificent beast before me, although I don't think beast was the right word. Beasts are nightmares born into reality, but this ... creature before me was the most beautiful thing anyone had ever layed eyes on. The unicorn (for now I'm sure it was a unicorn) was a delicate snow white from nose to tail. Why, even its hooves and horn were a pristine noble white. The unicorn had emerged from a fissure in the ground that I had just recently watched open from the safety of a tall tree, which I was still in. The majestic ... unicorn (for I was still in shock of seeing something that I had always believed was a fictional story) was as tall as the tallest horse. It looked very delicate, almost as if a light wind would tear it apart, but upon closer inspection, I saw rippling muscles covering every inch of its powerful form. Finally, my shock was replaced with an enormous feeling of awe, but my swift change of feeling must have startled it, for it did the most unexpected thing. The unicorn looked up, right into my eyes, and in its eyes were more knowledge than all of the human race knew. Its stunning eyes were a rich dark brown like the earth it had emerged from, but, sadly, my view was just not meant to be.