The butterfly (in one of his few lucid moments) tells her that her people have been herded away by a Red Bull. A ditsy butterfly, who speaks mostly in quotes and bits of song, is one of the few that identifies her as a unicorn. Very few people recognize her for what she is as she travels mostly they see just a beautiful white mare, and try to capture her for all the wrong reasons. Unable to find peace after hearing this, the unicorn leaves her forest to try to find what has become of all the other unicorns, and to rescue them if they need it. But one day overhears passing hunters grumbling that they must be in the forest of a unicorn (“Creatures that live in a unicorn’s wood learn a little magic of their own in time, mainly concerned with disappearing”) and that this unicorn must be the last one in the world. Its lyrical language is embellished with whimsical humor and given heft by bittersweet life lessons.Ī shy unicorn keeps to herself in her lilac wood, where time passes slowly, if at all, and leaves remain grain and never fall.
Like a fine tapestry, this gorgeous fairy tale weaves together unicorns and harpies, wizards and witches, dark-hearted kings and brave heroes. Beagle’s classic The Last Unicorn turns fifty years old this year, and it’s remained in the public eye and continues to capture hearts like very few fantasies of its age. Final review, first posted on Fantasy Literature:
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