Happy slowly entered Gemstone Glade, butterflies in his wake, the souls of pure joy.
A year old unicorn, Happy was named for his life purpose: to bless all he met with the spell of pure happiness. A laughing heart eased his path through life, doors opening to welcome his gift of joy.
He walked regally around the glade, then stopped to drink slowly from the fountain. He touched the waters with his horn, and infused them with the spirit of joy. The water ran quicker, bubbles of glee rising in the air.
Then Happy walked round and round the glade, moving his horn in spirals and adding spells of happiness to the air, spirals of joy which hung there, waiting to be collected by the next lucky souls to enter the glade.
Neighing fitfully, Happy ran from the glade, a distant call for help in his head.
There was no end to the happiness that he could spread.
Gemstone Glade 