The legend of Zah'ro

by Taylor Jourdan
(Northome)

Zah'ro was an evil and greedy man. He tied women up for days without food or water until they finally died. He went to bars and had bar fights regularly. But there was this one woman named Shes'na who no matter how hard he tried to steal her always escaped into the woods.

After she had ran away for the third time he told his men to search the whole of the forest. But she was no where to be found. He in anger and rage sat in his room on his king size bed. Finally he sat up. "I'll follow her!" He said aloud. The next day he got up and watched her picking flowers. He told one of his men to scare her a bit. She saw the man and fled like a deer. He followed although with some difficultly to a small clearing. Sitting behind a bush he saw what no man he was sure of had ever seen before him. A black horse with a shining golden horn. But there was one thing about it. It had red eyes. It snorted when Shes'na went up to it and put her hand on it. Then it let out a almost mythical wild horse bellow. From the other side of the clearing came a white mare with a silvery horn. Following her was a chestnut foal with no horn.

The stallion then fixed his eyes on the spot were the man was. Zah'ro stood transfixed as he watched it. It came over slowly. Then it brought its hooves down on the man. The man died quickly. Shes'na knew she could not go back, so she fled with the unicorns. She knew she was safe with them for they can sense if the humans have good or bad intentions. Their horns also had some power of which she would learn someday, as she saw the stallion and mare lay their heads down almost touching when a mirror appeared. They all slowly went in, except for the mare. She turned and looked at Shes'na. Then she nudged her hand. Shes'na followed and found herself in a sunny clearing. There was more unicorns close to maybe 2,000. She smiled she would be safe here. She lived happily and never aged. Another thing their horns could do.