Whispering Words of fiction

  Catherine had always loved the valley. It was a place of wonder and magic, where the flowers bloomed in every color and the birds sang in harmony. She had visited it once as a child, when her parents took her on a picnic. She remembered how she had wandered off and found a hidden glade, where a friendly unicorn greeted her with a nuzzle. She had spent an hour playing with the creature, feeding it apples and braiding its mane. She had never told anyone about that encounter, but it stayed in her dreams ever since. Now, she was returning to the valley as an adult. She had inherited a cottage from her late aunt, who had lived there for many years. Catherine was eager to start a new life in the valley, away from the noise and stress of the city. She hoped to find peace and happiness in the natural beauty of the land. She also hoped to see the unicorn again, or at least catch a glimpse of its silver horn. She arrived at the cottage on a sunny morning, driving her old car along the wind...