Skyadina: A Fearless Unicorn from Slumber by Werley Nortreus - HTML preview

Faradaline Heard About the Dream

Day 2

On Saturday morning, shortly after Mr. Nelsond departed for Mipota-Ville, Wowlio shared with his sister Faradaline the dream he experienced a white Unicorn with Wings, the previous Friday night. Well, it was during Wowlio's time in the library of their home, where books, documents, paintings, and other significant archives were being rearranged, that his sister approached him.

As Wowlio sat gazing at a Unicorn poster, Faradaline entered and inquired, “What are you doing?”

“Oh! Hi sweetheart!” He responded. “Please come in.”

“Why are you standing at the door?” He asked her.

“Sure?” She replied. “This is my house; I can enter anywhere?”

“But what are you doing? What's in your hand?” She asked again. “Yeah, I'm looking at a Unicorn poster.”

“Why? Do you want to see it too?” He replied.

“Of course?” She told him. While she was looking at the poster, she remembered the dream from his slumber he had mentioned but had not yet elaborated on.

“Oh yeah! Now I remember!” She spoke. “What exactly do you remember?” He asked.

“I remember you telling me about a dream you had last night.”

“Do you remember?”

“But you haven't told me what it was about!” She replied. “Oh yeah! Can you take a seat?” He urged her.

“Of course? Thank you?” She responded and sat down next to him. “Well, last night I dreamed of a Unicorn!” He informed her.

“A Unicorn?” She replied and laughed. “Wow, really?”

“No way! But can you tell me more?” She asked for more details.

“Yes, while I was standing by the sea, I witnessed something unusual in the Sky.”

“As I observed a Cloud formation, a stunning white Unicorn emerged from the Cloud and flew down, landing on the grass by the sea near the farm!” He explained. “Oh my God! Did you really see a Unicorn?” She asked.

“Yes, but you don’t believe me?” He countered it.

“You are talking about a white Unicorn with Wings from your slumber?”

“But do they exist?” She pressed. “I don't know, but since I saw one, perhaps they do exist.”

“But not in this world, to be honest with you!” He clarified.

“What do you mean, not in this world?”

“How do you know that? Are you God?” She questioned.

“You are correct; I am not God, but at least I can think logically!”

“That's right! I am using common sense!” He responded.

“Oh, my goodness, I find it quite amusing that we are both here discussing Fairytales!” She remarked.

“You were interested in hearing about what I saw while in deep slumber, correct?” He told her.

“Are you happy now?” He then asked her. “Absolutely, I am happy!” She responded with a laugh again.

A few minutes later, Faradaline asked Wowlio what he planned to do shortly thereafter. “So, what will you be doing once you finish looking at the Unicorn poster?” She asked him.

“Oh, I will be at the farm tending to the crops, naturally!” He replied. “Why? Do you need me to assist you with something else?” He asked her. “No, that's alright.” She responded. “I just needed to know.”

“Thanks, by the way.” She added. “Alright, I'm pleased to tell you the truth!” He replied.

Then, she stood up from her chair to leave, and he called out, “Wait! What about you?”, “What are your plans for today?”

“Oh, I have some clothes to prepare!” She replied.

“And I also have some clothes to iron, too!” She added.

“Okay, fine.” He replied. “I'll see you around, but don't go anywhere else, alright?”

“Stay home!” He urged her. “Okay, I won't leave!” She assured him. “You sure about that?” He asked. “Of course, I'll see you around.”

“Take care, and I send kisses!” She replied, blowing him kisses before exiting the library room.

Mr. Nelsond, Friends Enjoyed Music

Day 2

On Saturday morning, shortly after Mr. Nelsond boarded the bus to Mipota-Ville, he noticed some of his colleagues playing the trumpet, flute, and tambourine inside the bus.

While Mr. Nelsond and his colleagues were en route to Mipota-Ville, those with the trumpet, flute, and tambourine entertained everyone with music, while the rest of the passengers' shared jokes and laughter. “Hey, Mr. Nelsond!” One of the trumpet players called out.

“Haha! Do you enjoy the music we're playing?” The player asked him.

Mr. Nelsond responded, “Absolutely! I really like the music you’re playing!” He added, “Honestly, you all are incredibly talented!”

“Really?” The Musicians replied, thankfully, and continued to play.

As the bus traveled through a forest before crossing the bridge to Mipota-Ville, the lively music and drumming created a joyful atmosphere that everyone appreciated. A few minutes later, someone on the bus exclaimed, “Hey everyone, I have some Rhum—the best Rhum ever!”, “This Rhum is truly delicious!”, “Who wants to try it?”

“Yippee! Yippee!” Some colleagues cheered together.

Another colleague shouted, “Over here!”, “Pass the Rhum to me!”, “Oh, I want to taste it!”

“Alright, alright!” The Rhum holder replied, “Help yourself and share!”

He then passed the Rhum to another colleague while the others debated who would get to taste it first.