I find it funny, that I have gotten so far in this story without introducing, the Dwarf.
Who is the Dwarf you ask?
The Dragon And Wifey had a few marvellous years with the Unicorn. That was until the Dwarf was born. I would like to say, that with the birth of the Dwarf changed nothing about our story. But it is never like that.
With the Dwarf’s birth, came the age of change. Now, the Dragon and Wifey, had two children to provide for. And that got rid of every bit of happy spirit they had in them. And the Unicorn lost everything about his home, that made it Home.
Now it wasn’t a home. It was a regime. It was a routine. Life became about his studying only.
The Dragon found a gathering of dragons who taught children of other dragons how to fight. As he would be working most of the day, there would be nobody to pay attention to his studies. So the Dragon became giddy with excitement, when he found the school.
Even though, the birth of the Dwarf changed everything, the Unicorn still loved him. He was the tiniest creature, the land had seen.
The Unicorn could see Wifey, was paying more attention to the Dwarf. But unlike other children, he never took this as a problem. He saw his mother loving this baby, and he loved it too.
I will never know, how the Unicorn found in himself, this maturity to accept his younger sibling with as much love as he had in him. I will never know, the exact moment the Unicorn grew up. I will never know what made him grow up. But one thing I know for sure. The Unicorn had grown up. And he grew up, much, much earlier than he should have.
There would be a lot more that the Dwarf would change. There would be fights the Unicorn would fight. Change is inevitable. And things would change, many times over. But for now, the story had a new character. An important one, too.
“Are you still with me?
This journey needs travelling.
I need you to travel this journey with me.
It is the only way of finding the truth.
So are you with me?”
– The Rebel.