James—Creatures in the Woods

Prompt: Majestic

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In the thick brush at the center of the weeping woods stands a creature many believe to be a myth. It grazes the grass and slowly moves around as it tastes its bitter nutrition. Sunlight shines through the tree leaves and bounces off the creature’s short white coat, its equally spotless mane and tail. Something shimmers in the sun, a sparkling horn—ivory and glittering—emitting rainbow light, the type you’d see from dreamcatchers on the windows. It stands tall, proud, curious, fanning in all around: trees whistling, water dancing, each animal chattering joyfully. The horned creature knows peace, warming in the shining glare of sun and dipped hooves in cool lakes. It looks on calmly, careful. A twig snaps in the shadows of the forest alarming any creature closeby. Silence falls over the peaceful scenery.