The Unicorn

This is one of the lyrics to Extraordinary Creatures. (I am filling in the days I couldn’t write because of despondency over Dracula. I’ll write something new today again)

THE UNICORN

Deep in the wood, sits the maiden..

Peace in her eyes,

Beauty on her brow.

Quiet in her lap,
under her soft hand,
lies the proud white head of the unicorn,
Forlorn no longer.

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