The Last Unicorn - They Will Stare Unbelieving

In the realm of an enchanted reverie, a breathtaking scene unfolds as the sun begins its slow descent towards the horizon. Atop a majestic mountain that seems to touch the heavens, a solitary figure stands with an air of ethereal grace. This figure is the last unicorn, a creature of myth and legend, its ivory coat gleaming softly in the fading light. A tranquil blue lake mirrors the sky's hues below, its surface adorned with delicate ripples that dance in harmony with the gentle breeze. The afternoon carries a touch of mystique, as if the very fabric of reality is woven with dreams. The unicorn's eyes, deep and soulful, hold secrets of ages past and stories yet untold. The air is imbued with an otherworldly tranquility, and as the sun's golden rays merge with the velvety purples and pinks of the twilight sky, the scene becomes an ephemeral masterpiece—a living painting that exists solely within the realms of imagination and waking dreams.

She's alive! She's the last unicorn!

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Today as Forever

Ascend to a magical afterworld.
Once the immortal veil has been unfurled,
Dreams shall be as real as they seem.
Climb through the stars in a sunbeam,
To the land of eternity,
Where unicorns and fairies frolic with infinity,
Where mermaids wait out beyond the reef,
And the night owl has disavowed grief,
Singing the morning abreast robins and space,
Where lambs and lions embrace.
Fly away, fast away, over the cliff side,
Through the cascading mist, beyond the temporal tide.
Make a leap of faith upon the endless grass.
Abide in spring realms that never pass. In the garden, never wilting, endeavor
To live tomorrow today, and today as forever.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

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Music in this Video:

Gregorian - Last Unicorn
Gregorian - Epic Chants (2012)

"The Last Unicorn"
(from "Das Letzte Einhorn (The Last Unicorn)" soundtrack)

When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain
And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the forest though she may be old and worn
They will stare unbelieving at the last unicorn

When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing
And you look to the north and a pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying and would leave the world to mourn
In the distance hear the laughter of the last unicorn

I'm alive, I'm alive

When the last moon is cast over the last star of morning
And the future has passed without even a last desperate warning
Then look into the sky where through the clouds a path is torn
Look and see her how she sparkles, it's the last unicorn

I'm alive, I'm alive

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