Mirella lay in bed, unable to sleep. Only five and she already hated the world and its bullies.

She turned over, and that was when she heard it. A soft lullaby, a song that sounded like … why, horses neighing!

And then she was there, in a forest glade resplendent with autumn trees and a shining fountain. They were all around her, horses, no unicorns. From their horns emitted a song of the sweetest sighs. Mirella smiled. The unicorns made a circle around her, gently neighing. Mirella began to dance with them, her feet as nimble as hooves.

And as she danced, she fell in to a deep sleep.

In the morning her memories had evaporated with the night, but she felt a heart-deep happiness like no other. Sweet dreams would return, she knew.