Playing With Unicorns As You Sleep
Bedtime Story Series Part One Written By Stephen Smith
As I tuck my little girl into bed, she looks up at me with wide, hopeful eyes, eager for a story. You take a deep breath and begin to weave a tale of magic and wonder, a world where unicorns roam free and anything is possible. You describe the sensation of playing with these majestic creatures, their soft fur and gentle whinnies filling your dreams with joy and happiness. My daughter listens intently, her imagination running wild with images of glittering rainbows and sparkling fairy dust.
Story Time….
Once upon a time, a little girl named Lily was in a small village in the countryside. She was a quiet and curious child with big bright eyes and a mop of curly brown hair she always tied up in a messy bun. Lily loved to spend her days exploring the fields and woods around her village, collecting wildflowers and chasing butterflies.
One sunny afternoon, after a long day of play, Lily returned home to her cozy bedroom and snuggled under the covers of her soft, warm bed. As she drifted to sleep, she felt a gentle breeze wafting over her face, and a sudden flash of brilliant colors danced before her closed eyes. Lily smiled in her sleep as she saw a magnificent creature standing before her, a blue and pink unicorn with a long, spiraling horn on its forehead.
The unicorn nudged Lily with its soft nose, and she woke up with a start, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. But as she blinked and looked around, she realized she was no longer in bed. Instead, she stood in a vast meadow, surrounded by bright green grass and fragrant wildflowers. The unicorn was there with her, waiting patiently.
Lily's heart raced excitedly as she looked up at the unicorn, which was even more beautiful up close than in her dream. Its coat was as soft as velvet, and its mane and tail shimmered in the sunlight. The unicorn smiled at Lily with its gentle, knowing eyes, and she felt a deep sense of peace and joy.
"Come on, let's play!" said the unicorn, and Lily eagerly followed it as it bounded across the meadow. They ran through fields of daisies and over hills covered in heather, laughing and playing together like old friends. Lily felt as light as air, as though she was flying, and she realized that she was riding on the unicorn's back, holding on tightly to its mane.
They traveled through forests and over mountains, rivers, and lakes, seeing many beautiful creatures along the way. They met talking animals, playful sprites, and even a friendly dragon who blew puffs of smoke that smelled like cinnamon. Lily felt welcomed and loved everywhere they went like she was part of a great adventure that would never end.
As the day faded and the sky turned pink and orange, the unicorn brought Lily to a clearing in the woods, where a small cottage stood. The cottage was made of mossy stones and had a thatched roof, and Lily could smell the sweet aroma of baking bread wafting out of its windows.
"Who lives here?" she asked the unicorn as they approached the door.
"You do," said the unicorn with a smile, and Lily felt a jolt of surprise.
She pushed open the door, and inside, she found a cozy little room with a crackling fire in the hearth, a table set for dinner, and a big, soft bed covered in blankets. There was even a tiny kitchen in the corner, with pots and pans hanging from the ceiling and a basket of fresh vegetables on the counter.
"This is my home," said the unicorn. "I made it for you."
Lily's heart swelled with gratitude as she looked around. She felt so happy and content like she had found everything she wanted.
As the night fell and the stars twinkled in the sky, Lily and the unicorn sat down to dinner, sharing a loaf of bread and a bowl of soup. They talked about their adventures and laughed at their silly jokes, and Lily felt as though she had known the unicorn her whole life.
When it was time to go to bed, Lily crawled under the covers and snuggled up to the unicorn.
A sleepy smile spread across her face, her eyelids drooping with the promise of a peaceful slumber filled with dreams of unicorns and wonder.