All our characters love a lot. In fact, most of them love more than they should.
The Dragon depicted his love through his fire. That was all he had, and he spread it widely. Never held it back. But just because he loved the Unicorn, does not mean that his way was right. Any amount of love would never justify what he did as right. It was wrong. But it was understandable.
Wifey loved and she showed. But she expected. Wifey would expect for you to love her back just as much as she did. And she would expect it back it her own way. And if you don’t give love to her parents and her? Then you in for a real treat. It is usually a great spectacle. You would never sense as much tension in the silence as you would when she would be angry. In ways, she was just as irrational as the Dragon. But it was still him who was spit upon.
The Dwarf loved. Poor child, he loved and didn’t get any back in return. He got love from Wifey. But the Dragon detested this, and soon even started detesting him. How could he detest his own child? The Unicorn couldn’t love the Dwarf, but that was a different thing altogether.
As for our Unicorn? Love was the biggest thing in his life. If you were to know him through and through, the first thing you would have to know was his love, for love.
‘Where do we learn how to love?’ said the Whispering Tree, to a young Unicorn with a gaping open mouth.
The mouth never recovered, because the child knew nothing about it.
‘Your parents’ the Tree said, replying to its own question.
The Unicorn was a child, but at that point, he realized that the two individuals in this world who were biologically meant to love him? They couldn’t love him either. So why would anyone?
But what the Whispering Tree never told him, what the Tree hid in his roots was,
The Unicorn loves and will love more than any creature in the land.
He did not know what it was, but he gave it away like it was nothing.
And with all his other faults, this one would be the end of him.
Loving too much would be the end of him. He would not realize this for a long time.
He would not realize it till some creatures with hooves walked all over his huge heart.
But as paradoxes always go, it was also his greatest strength. His ability to love is what made him, him.
But wait, why am I telling you all this.
Ah, yes. I remember now. The Bud.
When the Bud came into his life, for the first time. He had a friend. He trusted him. He started letting him into his heart.
It was the Bud that started off the domino that would eventually teach the Unicorn about his fatal flaw.
The Bud loved differently too. He loved from the corner of the room. Quietly, carefully, deeply. He loved the Unicorn a lot. But the Unicorn did not know that.
The Unicorn as we know just had a horrible, warped, dystopian idea of love. For him, that feeling was always connected to something negative.
The way the Bud loved did not fit into the knowledge of what he knew. So he assumed the Bud didn’t love him.
He only wanted to be loved, in the way he loved.
This is the part of our story where the readers should notice and mark that things were too complicated. They had become a haze in his head.
Anger. Love. Fear. Everything. Just floated in his head and finally reached a stage where he would lose all conscious thought and had to scream.
But that would be for us to figure out later. As of now, he had a friend, and even though he thought the Bud didn’t love him, he was still happy.
And that is our goal in the first place. To see if he is happy. To make sure he is.