The last unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone.

Peter S. Beagle

Mots clés fantasy peter-beagle the-last-unicorn

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song of elli (old age)

"What is plucked will grow again,
What is slain lives on,
What is stolen will remain
What is gone is gone...
What is sea-born dies on land,
Soft is trod upon.
What is given burns the hand -
What is gone is gone...
Here is there, and high is low;
All may be undone.
What is true, no two men know -
What is gone is gone...
Who has choices need not choose.
We must, who have none.
We can love but what we lose -
What is gone is gone.

Peter S. Beagle

Mots clés old-age the-last-unicorn momma-fortuna peter-s-beagle song-of-elli-old-age-elli-s-song

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But the Lady Amalthea and Prince Lir walked and spoke and sang together as blithely as though King Haggard's castle had become a green wood, wild and shadowy with spring. They climbed the crooked towers like hills, picnicked in stone meadows under a stone sky, and splashed up and down stairways that had softened and quickened into streams.

Peter S. Beagle

Mots clés love castle the-last-unicorn

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Unicorn. Old french, unicorne. Latin ūnicornis. Literally one horned. Unus one and cornu a horn. A fabulous animal resembling a horse with one horn. Visible only to those who search and trust and generally mistaken for a white mare. Unicorn.

The Wise Butterfly

Mots clés the-last-unicorn

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