Gumball Central

The creature proudly presented his handiwork. A little space all his own. “Gwembly safe here, you safe too!” He smiled as he nestled into his nest. The Unicorn was delighted.

“Gwembly made something. Gwembly show you!” The creature beckoned The Unicorn.

The beasts exalted The Witch for her bravery in the face of such a foe.

But the clever Witch could see through this and cast a spell, making others see it for what it truly was; The Scourge.

For underneath its guise was a creature so spiteful, so malicious, it couldn’t stand to see anyone or anything thrive besides itself. It would stop at nothing to meet its goals. If you crossed it, it would make certain everybody knew what a monster you were.

There once was a being that The Witch held in high regard. This being was innocent and kind…. At least, that’s what it needed you to believe.

The Witch loved to tell stories. Her beasts would crowd around close to hear her tales as she made specteres dance on the walls.

“What do you mean?” Asked The Witch’s Unicorn. But The Unicorn didn’t know how to answer.

“We have a gift for you!” Said The Magician, presenting a hand-made pendant. The Unicorn was touched by the gift. “Thank you.” She smiled.

the act or an instance of diverting or straying from a course, activity, or use.

The Kingdom of the Golden Arches

And The Dragon whisked The Unicorn away.

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The Witch’s Unicorn parted the crowd. “Behold, little one, the mark that sets me apart! For I am not like the other beasts, I am held in high regard by The Witch.” She beamed. The Dragon seethed. The Unicorn… felt… odd.

The Mark

Whispers filled the castle halls. Whispers of The First Unicorn. “You don’t know her! Maybe there is something she’s not telling us!” The Unicorn pleaded, but her words were interrupted by a commotion.