#thefirstunicorn

closed starter with @punsandfuturekingsmen

The old girl sounded like she was on her last legs, but he couldn’t afford a tow. Treating any vehicle this way was anathema to Serenity’s philosophy on life, but he didn’t have a choice—nor did he possess the equipment to do proper maintenance. There was a mechanic’s shop on the outskirts of town, not terribly far from his business, which always managed, wherever he set up shop, to perch upon the fringes of society. He kept mostly to himself, preferring the company of dogs to humans, though he was friendly enough. He did not relish the upcoming interaction, but recognize it as a necessary evil, so to speak. The vehicle snarled and coughed as he pulled in, realizing only then that he should have called ahead, or at least checked the hours of operation.

Closed starter with @junkdrawerkids

He smiles crookedly, a laugh coming from his nose in one breath. Serenity has a good idea from whom this nebulous thought has come, but it won’t help to presume. 

“Service was good... I think I’ll be coming back plenty.”

In the small city where the groomer had taken up long-time residence, carnivals and fairs were the norm. This one felt different somehow and Serenity was drawn to it, entranced by it. He’d wandered around the midway, chewing on cotton candy and simply people watching, ‘til the fortune teller’s tent caught his eye and held it right up to the moment he had walked in. 

This was no Madam So-And-So dog and pony show; every cell in his body told him this immediately. Finishing off the pink floss, he had continued deeper until he came into contact with the fortune teller himself. His exposition was fascinating and not wrong--at all. 

It cut deep.

Serenity

Era of emergence: primordial Species: elemental Gender: male Aspect: the brightness (lightning, put in laymen’s terms)

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