The Rarest of Prey
"Run," says the unicorn. "Please."
Saiya caresses the soft muzzle, the spider-silk mane, breathes the dizzying scents of honeysuckle and musk. "You are a miracle."
"I am a trap," it whispers. Obedient to its nature, it lays its head in the maiden's lap. Saiya falls half-asleep herself, bespelled by wonder, as still as the threads of a tapestry.
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Minutes or hours later, the hunters arrive. "Damn fine specimen. Top dollar on the open market. Hands off," they snicker at the crew. "No devaluing the cargo."
They load up and blast off, leaving the unicorn behind. They can always clone another.
The End
This story was first published on Tuesday, April 7th, 2020
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