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"A Magical Meeting"
by
(c) Geoff A. Rigby 24/11/1996 | |||||||||||||||||
"Come look at this Mom !"
Emmy was looking out of the large window towards the paddock. She could see
Fari, one of their young Arabs trotting gayly round, his tail high in the air
and his handsome neck proudly arched. He floated freely across to the wooden fence
then suddenly turned round and stopped as if to look at something.
"Wow !" exclaimed Emmy's mother as she came across to the window,
watching the horse put on more of his display set against the background
of the mountains in the distance bathed in the evening sun.
"Can't wait to see him move like that in a show ring, he's going to be
something real special !"
"But what's he doing it for ?", asked her daughter.
"Don't know, but isn't he wonderful" her mum replied.
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"Fari heard something on the wind, lifted his head and looked into the distance.
He couldn't see anything, but he knew something was nearby. He stood staring
into the distance with his large beautiful eye's for a while, then turned back and
headed over to his water trough.
Sensing something behind him he suddenly turned round to see a small
unicorn that had approached silently and was looking at him over the fence.
He stood for a while with his eyes almost popping out of his head, then headed
cautiously over.
"What are you ?" said the Arabian nervously, staring at the small exquisite creature
with soft white hair that looked rather like himself, except for a long single spiral
horn that grew from her forehead that seemed to glow faintly with a delicate pale bluish light.
"You know horse !" said the unicorn softly, "Your an Arabian and no Arabian was born
without the intelligence or instinct to work that one out !"
"Oh your a unicorn, so that's what you look like !" replied the Arab, feeling a lot more
confident now. He flicked his head up quickly, tossing his soft dark grey silky
mane in the light breeze then trotted with long extended steps round his paddock
till he'd come back round to the unicorn
"Wow whatta day ! Hey unicorn, don't you think I'm handsome eh?" he said gleefully
"And they say unicorns are vain" replied the unicorn sadly, "Don't flatter yourself !
OK your particularly handsome for your breed, and I've see a good few over the thousands
of years since you started out in the Arabian deserts !"
"What !" exclaimed the Arab "How long ?"
"I know you heard me" said the unicorn in a soft almost purring tone "never heard of an Arab that couldn't hear a pin drop at fifty yards or didn't know he had a noble heritage !"
"But you said thousands !" exclaimed the Arabian, whinnying at the top of his
voice as he trotted quickly back to the unicorn, then stopped abruptly in front of the fence.
"You've got a lot to learn about me !" she laughed "and a bit about yourself I think !"
The unicorn walked delicately round the paddock fence over to where the water trough
was. The Arab followed round on the inside of the fence, snorting in indignation
"Learn what ?" he said "you said yourself I was intelligent"
"But sadly yet not wise" replied the unicorn "but that'll come with time, your young yet"
The unicorn lowered her head and slowly moved her bright horn through the gap in
the fence till it touched the surface of the water in the trough.
"There isn't a pool near here so this will have to do" she said.
The Arab watched quietly as it rippled the surface of the water. Then amazed
he saw the images form within it. He saw his own kind being being led in the
deserts of Arabia by men in light flowing robes into the tents where they lived.
He saw them honour and prize his kind. He saw the Blunt's, Lady Wentworth
and all those others who were inspired by his beauty and versatility and spread his
kind throughout the world ! From the unicorn he learned of his heritage !
In joy he wheeled round, reared up then ran round the paddock several times
at a gallop with his tail flying in the air behind him.
He stopped slowly, nostrils wide and eyes bright then walked back over to the unicorn.
"Thank you" he said "now I know there's true magic in you !"
"Now you know why they prize you above all other horses !" said the unicorn.
"Don't let them forget that now, remind them, it's not what your worth, it's
what you are, your courage, strength, beauty and nobility that makes you an Arabian,
it's your heritage that makes you so special"
The sun was low now and cast long delicate shadows as the unicorn
started to walk away.
"Will you come back again ?" shouted the Arabian at top his voice.
The unicorn stopped and turned round again, "Yes, some other evening
maybe but I can't say when" she replied.
"But I've got plenty of time" | |||||||||||||||||
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