The beauty of a unicorn is in its mystery, purple Adonis with sun bleached tresses, curlicued golden antler; a scaly, grey beast with a horny snout, beauty resides in the eyes of those who can see the fantasy in mystery and smile. The brutish intrude, as truth denied, a bleak horizon appears, phantasm becomes the…Read more The Beauty of a Unicorn
Martin knew the procedure. Stay calm, behave normal, answer the questions and present his documents, without ceremony. The commandant seemed affable. He didn't parade like a martinet. Instead, he was smiling, friendly. But as his officers examined his documents, Martin sweated. If they got close, they'd see the blood ooze.
He tears the place apart. He feels drained and empty. She tells him he's selfish and pathetic. He refuses to believe her, dismisses her as a ranting, spiteful, jealous woman, bent on revenge. 'You can't feel anything," she screams. She's right, he knows, but his feelings aren't lost, they're hidden. Image: Addran - DeviantArt …Read more HIDDEN