THE FLYING UNICORN
Regina was a unicorn.
She was a very special unicorn, and her tribe considered her one of the greatest creatures in the world, for Regina had wings, and she could fly.
Great big gossamer wings the color of moonlight, could take her soaring into the air above, her white body gleaming in the sun at day, and sparkling in the moon-and star-light at night.
She was a happy and good-natured animal and made friends with everyone, even humans. She liked little children, who always stared at her in wonder and delight. One little girl was her special friend. She lived just outside of the forest that Regina lived in. Her name was Annie and she loved Regina with all her heart.
One day when they were walking in the forest, Annie asked Regina, “Dear Regina, would you please, please, take me up with you into the great big sky? I want to see the world from up there. Please, Regina?”
“Of course I will, my little friend. Would you like to go now?” Regina asked, looking down at Annie.
“Yes please,” Annie shouted, jumping up and down in excitement.
And so, with Annie on her back, Regina flew off into the air, climbing higher and higher, with the little girl screaming in delight. She held on tightly to Regina and looked down at the ground that seemed so very far away. The houses and trees looked like toys. The river looked like a blue line drawn on one of her drawing pages. Birds flew past her chirping a friendly greeting and she waved at them in return.
Soon it was time to return to the ground, and when she landed she hugged Regina tightly and said, “Thank you so much, dear friend. That was lovely.”
© 2011 Jessica Gunawardena & Nicola Perera