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Prologue: The Lilac Woods
The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and he lived alone in his woods, having wandered the world he came back to the place of his birth, missing its familiar comfort. He was very old, and he came to know it, and he was no longer the careless color of sea foam, but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night. But his eyes were still clear and unwearied, and he still moved like a shadow on the sea that once held captive the rest of his kind. As he slept he dreamed of magicians and bulls with bodies built of the flickering flames redder than the evening sun.
And as he slept a dark hearse drew near with a dark horse pulling it, as it came to a stop in front of the sleeping and unaware unicorn the coffin creaked open, an eerie green light and mist coming from inside. And within a blink of the eye, the hearse and its strange green glow went with it without a trace. The unicorn, once sleeping peacefully in the grass, spirited away.
"Ah... My dear beloved.
A lovely and noble flower of evil,
You are the most beautiful of them all."
"You who is guided by the Mirror of Darkness,
Take the hand reflected in the mirror.
As it is what your heart desires."
A dark hand appears in the mirror, held out for someone to take it.
“For me,
For them,
For you.
We are running out of time.
No matter what, never let go of my hand.”