Helen And The Unicorn Helen and the beautiful snowy white unicorn were hiding in the deepest part of the forest to escape the assasins. Helen found a large log to rest on and the unicorn stood with his alert stance with his ears pricked forward and his tail raised high he gave a short sharp snort and dashed his hoof into the ground. He knew there was trouble brewing and the ground began to vibrate with a thudding march sound rythem. Helen felt exhausted and tearful as she knew she had no more strength to continue on. As the sound got nearer and louder and louder. An Assasin arrived in sight and the brave unicorn bowed his head to take flight at the Assasin who raised his spear and threw it towards Helen but the unicorn took the spear in his chest and at the same time pierced the enemy with his innocent spiral horn to protect her. He then turned to Helen and climbed onto her lap in defeat as he could do no more. Helen sat silent for a moment and then let out a loud scream in anguish as her dear friend died protecting her .she then began to grieve in total silence with her arms thrown around the unicorn and her head lay upon his neck as she poured out her tears.

Chantry Road It was a cold winter morning on 10th December. She began her regular walk along the cobble ridden road.passing the occasional working street lamp. She wore a long white mac and a black scarf and a black Woolley hat. She made the same journey every day and always looked for the large sturdy trees that shot up above the chimney breasts. As she reached the green porch with the dim light showing the paint peeled door she turned to face it. The cold damp mist formed a soft tranquil expression on her eyes and brows as she stared into the door wondering about her lonely unexplained presence.