Request for a Bard
The Strange & Unusual Universe of Silver Moon Unicorn
The night was dark and cloudless. A tiny neko was wandering around the courtyard on the moonless night. He looked up at the stars and yawned. He found a cozy little spot to lay down in the corner of the wall. Soon he was asleep.
Claire Rose and Myadin walked out into the courtyard to talk. They were so busy discussing her family tree that they didn’t notice the sleeping tiny neko. A large black wolf hid in the bushes and watched them.
Before long, Silver Moon Unicorn, a famous bard, strolled out into the courtyard looking for her son. “Excuse me, have you seen a tiny neko wandering around?”
Both Claire Rose and Myadin turned to face the newcomer. “No, we haven’t,” said Claire, looking around.
“He’s awfully small and has a tendency to fall asleep in the strangest places. I have a feeling he’s out here in the courtyard somewhere.”
Claire Rose grabbed her flashlight from her belt and turned it on. She scanned the walls and the garden up and down until finally she saw him—a tiny neko fast asleep.
“Ah, thank you.” Silver Moon reached down and scooped her son up. He opened his eyes for a bit and shut them again as he snuggled up to his mama. “Come, Black Wolf. Let’s go home now.”
Black Wolf followed her out of the courtyard.
“Wait!” Myadin said.
Silver Moon stopped and turned around. “Yes?”
“Aren’t you, Silver Moon Unicorn, the famous bard?”
“Yes, I am a bard, but I don’t know about the famous part.”
“Oh, well could you look up my ancestry? Claire Rose knows hers and I would like to know mine.”
Silver Moon nodded. “Okay, I’ll do that after I interview the dragon Silver Scales. Although it will take some time. I’ll search all the records I can find.”
“Great. Thank you. Hopefully, Claire and I aren’t related.”
Silver Moon smiled. “I doubt the two of you are more related than Aragorn and Arwen. If you’re related at all, it will be so far back in your lines that I doubt you need to worry about it.” She turned and left with Black Wolf following in his wolf form.
“Now, you’ve done it, Mya. It’s bad enough who one of my great grandfathers is. What if you have someone equally bad in your family tree?”
“Uhh, I didn’t think of that. But I have always wondered who my biological father was. My mother couldn’t tell me.”
“I’m sure you will find out. Silver Moon Unicorn studies many ancient texts and digs through lots of facts.”
“That’s why I asked her.”
