Something About A Unicorn

Living in the Mountains of the Northern Appalachians, there lived a unicorn. Other unicorns knew him as Grem, the weakest unicorn. He had yet to sprout his wings, since he was the youngest out of five brothers and sisters. He lived in solitude, in the rocky cave beneath the magestic waterfall. Each morning, Grem would wake up, stretch his arms and legs, and watch the slow dripping of the water travel its way into this cave. He would collect this purified water; it came from a rock, but not just any ordinary rock, the Goutling Rock. The Goutling Rock was known to all unicorns for being unknown and powerful, but its power had not been realeased, for the Rock had not found its rightful and grateful owner.

Unaware of the power Grem possessed, he collected this water into a glass jar he got from the local market. Days went by, the sun setting low in the sky, as Grem watched the other unicorns fly. He was so lonely and weak that he could not make friend and join in on the magestic flying and mingling with the other unicorns. He could not resist the urge to drink the mysterious water, not knowing what the affects would be, Grem downed the water in one gulp. This was at his mistake--the Goutling Rock was an evil, tempting rock, which held one of the greatest life lessons. "You can get what you want, but you will never know what the consequences will be until you posess what you want." A confusing statement, but not to Grem. Grem died immediately, and his heart was forever engraved into the Goutling Rock. For he thought his greatest want was to fly, yet the Goutling Rock knew of another.....