Saturday

Unicorn Hill

Unicorn Hill
"The unicorn was white, with hoofs of silver and graceful horn of pearl. . . .  The glorious thing about him was his eye.  There was a faint bluish furrow down each side of his nose, and this led to the eye sockets, and surrounded them in a pensive shade.  The eyes, circled by this sad and beautiful darkness, were so sorrowful, lonely, gentle and nobly tragic, that they killed all other emotions except love."

The Once and Future King
T.H. White

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