I had snuck onto a wooden train that took me to a vacant station where I got off in fear of being discovered. The station looked private as if it belonged to a secret facility far behind metal fences. I went around back behind the empty wooden station with a thick forest behind a fence on the left, walking on wide wooden platforms as if it were a boardwalk. What I found amazed me.
On the boards stood a white unicorn with a young white colt. I was immediately taken back and got low onto the ground in hopes of seeming harmless. The docile mare calmly approached me, sticking out her light grey muzzle towards my raised hand. It was soft and velvety, like most horse noses are.
The colt then curiously approached me and I touched his nose as well. But I didn't stay long, as I thought I heard someone. I hid until the train came and escaped the station. I was concerned for those unicorns and wanted to rescue them, but I had no idea how or why they were even there. They seemed to be alright, but I still would like to know.
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RandomZombie and alien invasions, animals and mermaids, strange and whimsical adventures, and references to pop-culture. Sometimes scary, sometimes enchanting, always intriguing, dive into the fantastical realm that is my dreams!
