Christmas kisses Gemstone Glade with golden gloss lips. It is time for the Christmas tree to arrive. Music plays that melts in your heart, the sound of Christmas charm.
Golden angels hold a large gold tree above the glade, slowly descending as it makes its enchanting entrance. It is a golden fir from Unicorn Heaven, a sacred dimension where unicorns retire to enjoy an afterlife of peace. It is magic incarnate.
The tree roots itself as it lands. Golden baubles combine with golden fairy ornaments. The fairies hold aloft different coloured balls.
Crystalline fairy Kyanite Kim flies round the tree, then lands on a rose coloured ball. The ball falls to the ground below, quickly growing in size, and finally transforming in to a giant portal of rose light.
A magic doorway to the unknown! Kim claps her hands in delight, producing a cloud of fairy dust. “Ryan!” she calls in her silken fairy voice. He is not far away. Unicorn Ryan trots in to the glade, his white tiger cub friend Waterfall in tow. Ryan’s eyes light up, a reflection of his deep ardent adventurer soul. Without a second thought, he jumps through the portal, Waterfall right behind him. Kim laughs as she flies after them.
Pink sands stretch to a lilac sea, a marriage of calm colour. Behind, pink castles fling their steeples to the sky, as if to catch a star. It is Rose World, pink poetry in motion.
Ryan eagerly trots toward a pink unicorn. They touch horns tenderly. “I’m Roselle, rose ray unicorn healer. This is a planet of healing, patients come from many galaxies, and without exception they return home with sunny smiles chasing away their clouds. I believe you have travelled far and to many places. Perhaps it is time for you to receive some healing too.”
Kim flies around Roselle’s head, kissing her horn. This adventure is honey to her hungry soul.
Meanwhile, Waterfall sniffs the air, declaring, “there is a tiger nearby.”
A white face peers from behind a giant rose bush, wisdom wilting in old eyes. Then he is there, a large white tiger. “I’m Spirit, guardian angel of cats. I am here on holiday, what is your tale intrepid adventurers?”
Unicorn Ryan is only too happy to describe his previous adventures, read them too here
Spirit listens, a sun hidden behind the clouds in his eyes. “I can help you venture further. I know where to find a magic tablet that is a portal gateway generator, just like yours. I hid it here many years ago, as I know it will lie safe and secret in this tranquil planet. Follow me.”
They follow Spirit through winding pink alleys, pink walls rising to the skies all around. Then they are there. A small town square hidden between tall buildings, diamond paned rose windows staring down at them. A fountain spouting pink water is ahead. Spirit moves a stone at its foot. A hole appears, and within it a stone tablet. Ryan nudges it with his hoof until it is before them.
Words in an ancient unicorn tongue say:
Fairy Story Land
White Tiger World
Whisker World
Mystery Mountains
Time Terrace
Dragon Dimensions
“You can travel to all these places by placing your unicorn horn on the destination of your choice. The list spans universes and dimensions, and in all places you will find white tigers, perhaps a tribe, perhaps an ancient protector tiger. One thing I can assure you of. There will be much fun, and even more magic. Explore well, my friends. Where would you like me to send the tablet? This fountain is linked to any other fountain, anywhere.”
“We have a fountain in Gemstone Glade,” says Ryan. “That will do nicely.”
“Ah the fabled Gemstone Glade, one day I must visit. But let me show you something of this land here.”
They spend a joyful day with Spirit, but as a pink sun sets in a magenta sky Ryan, Waterfall and Kim return to Gemstone Glade via the portal. The golden Christmas tree sparkles and shivers before them. What magic will it reveal next? Check back soon to see!
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