Unicorn Ryan trots in to Gemstone Glade with best friend white tiger cub Waterfall not far behind. They are here to unearth the magic stone tablet gifted to them last Christmas, read the story here
By placing a unicorn horn over the ancient text on the tablet, they can travel to any of the magical places listed.
Unicorn Ryan neighs softly. He touches the tip of his horn gently on the words “Mystery Mountains.”
A portal of sparkling ice appears before them, snowflakes floating in to the glade. Ryan and Waterfall look at each other, and then as one jump through the winter window.
They are on a snow kissed path that winds to a mountain ahead. A silken sunset dazzles their eyes and soothes their spirit. Winter wonder is in the air.
As they approach the mountain, they see the entrances to many caves. All have crystal growths around them, all in different crystal colours.
Today, they choose the nearest and rose quartz pink cave entrance.
They stand at its threshold in silent wonder. Before them, is a Gemstone Glade in pink. An identical fountain, however made of rose quartz with flowing pink waters.
Giant rose quartz clusters line the edges of the caves, looking like pink trees. And flying all around, rose quartz fairies. It really is a pink version of Gemstone Glade. However what is it doing here on this mountain?
And then she is there before you, a Pegasus unicorn with a pink tinged coat and horn.
“Welcome, intrepid travellers. I am Rose. Are you from our sister glade, the famous Gemstone Glade?”
“We are indeed,” says Ryan. “Are you connected to our glade in some way?”
“Yes, our fountain here acts as a portal to your glade. We never use it, but it is always there if needed. We generate pink healing energy here and send it to the world below as required.”
A tiny pink dolphin somersaults over the fountain.
“We are also home to Primrose the Pink Dolphin. She has the power to heal oceans, bringing gentle pink healing wherever she goes.”
A pink portal of light suddenly opens, and Primrose jumps through it.
“That is strange,” confides Rose. “What you see there is a portal to Gemstone Glade, your glade. It has never opened by itself before. It is a sign. Shall we visit together?”
And so Ryan and Waterfall jump through the pink portal behind Rose. They introduce her to the crystalline fairies and other unicorns from the forest. The fairies throw a party as only fairies can. There is cheer and chuckles, as Rose tells stories of her pink glade well in to the night.
Now the portal is open, fairies and unicorns alike can visit Mystery Mountains whenever they wish. The fountain turns rose pink. Pink dust falls like blossom, blessing the ground.
It begins to rain in Gemstone Glade, drops that slowly turn pink and kiss the ground with pastel promise.
Ryan and Waterfall both agree this has been their best adventure yet. A pink sun has risen in their hearts, and it will never set again.
Gemstone Glade 