The Blue Unicorn’s Journey To Osm Illustrated Book: Full Color Illustrations
"The Blue Unicorn…reads like old time fairy tales…where life and death choices are made…" - From Fundinmental As The Eyes See It Blog
"The gentle reminders of the importance of acceptance and maintaining a sense of self worth are artfully woven into this fun adventure tale." - From The Reading Addict Blog.
This YA book is perfect for fans of science fiction/fantasy books like Dragonriders of Pern by Anne McCaffrey and The Xanth Series by Piers Anthony or illustrated fantasies like Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll and The Wizard of Oz series of books by L. Frank Baum. Mix in some Brother's Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale themes and you're good to enter this enchanting world of the metal horn unicorn tribe.
Everybody loves unicorns! OK maybe they don't but for those who do, they will love this story about a little unicorn who was born into a tribe of magical, metal horned unicorns. The little guy has no magic and he has no metal but somehow he must save the tribe from an evil sorcerer. Read this book for teens and older readers to find out if he can do it.
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This chapter book is a collector's dream containing page after page of lavish artwork. It contains nearly 100 pages of story text by Sybrina Durant and the same number of pages of magnificent water-color illustrations by Dasguptarts. This book, written by Sybrina Durant and illustrated by Dasguptarts, offers readers a visual feast of over forty beautiful water-color pictures that each span two pages. Forty-two - easy to digest two-page chapters are chock full of adventurous and entertaining morsels. This illustrated book will become a favorite of teen and older fantasy readers. A companion coloring/ character description book is also available at any online bookstore.
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THE FIREBIRD HOVERED AT THE ENTRANCE OF THE CANYON
watching the three of them.
Blue was on his second rock. He giggled and said something that sounded like “silly bird” to the pendragon and they all laughed. It was ridiculous.
Girasol felt completely powerless and her feelings were hurt, too. She had no idea how she could help them.
“How can I make them listen to me?” she asked the mountains. Her normally bright orange flames had become a faint red glow.
“You can’t,” a voice which seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time answered.
“I have induced hebephrenia into their feeble minds.”
“Who are you and what is heb-phren-whatever you called it?” Girasol flared, melting some of the ice from the nearby rock faces.
“My, aren’t you a hot-head?” the voice chuckled at her display of anger. “I am Yegwa. They call me the spirit of false springtime. I have put your friends and the pendragon under a spell which makes them think this is a wonderful place to live.”
“Let them go,” the firebird demanded, blue-white sparks spouting from her feathered crown. She could not see the spirit and was very frustrated.
“Let them go? I wouldn’t dream of it. It’s not often I have this much fun,” Yegwa said in a voice hungry with anticipation. “My magic doesn’t seem to work on you though,” she said thoughtfully. “It must be that hot blood of yours.”
“What kind of spirit are you? How can you enjoy watching your victims freeze or starve to death?” Girasol asked. “You are so wicked. I don’t know what’s worse—you or that evil sorcerer, Magh,” she shouted disgustedly.
“Magh? Sorcerer? Do tell…he sounds like someone I would like,” Yegwa asked with interest. “Is he single?”
“Single? What?” Girasol blazed. “Forget about Magh! I don’t have time for this back and forth with you.”
“Ooh, well, la-ti-da…aren’t you the peppery dish,” Yegwa said, letting loose a shrill cackle. “If I had teeth, I’d eat you right up!”
“What about my friends?” the firebird asked again. She looked around the top of the canyon walls trying to find the owner of the ghostly voice.
“You’re welcome to keep company with them if you wish. I don’t keep anyone imprisoned, you know,” Yegwa said, trying to sound sugary sweet.
“Thanks a lot,” Girasol said sarcastically. She tapped her head with her right wing, trying to figure out a way to save her friends.
“Hot blood. . .hmmm. . .Warmth. . .that’s it,” she realized. “If they’re going to snap out of this, they need to be warm!” she thought suddenly.
They were going to freeze to death if she did not help them soon. She remembered seeing Blue pick up some pepo seeds earlier. She searched the bag hung across his shoulder and brought one out.
He was so far gone, he did not even notice her.
One seed would give her enough energy for five days. “In this cold, I might need this and more to keep them warm,” she thought, while chewing the seed.
She shot into the air, flying continually around the unaware little group. She kept fanning her wings to keep warm gusts circulating through the square-shaped space.
“If I can’t do anything else,” she vowed, “at least I can keep them from turning into ice lollys.”
Round and round the little box canyon, the fiery bird flew. Strawberry-colored flames licked the thin melting ice from the frozen mountainsides until they were drier than the surface of the moon. As the air warmed up, the group began to notice her again but each of them saw her as a different creature.
Blue thought she was a flying unicorn.
Gaiso saw a flying doe and Gwyn was convinced she was a flying pendragon.
“Oh! They see me!” Girasol exclaimed, relieved her efforts were working.
But the air had to be much warmer for them to become their normal selves again. Faster and faster she flew until there was blue-flamed heat coming off the canyon walls.
Before long, Blue, Gaiso and the pendragon were standing in the middle of the big box of rocks, dripping with sweat.
At least, they were freed from Yegwa’s spell. The spirit screamed in loud frustration. Her anger echoed around the canyon.
“We need to get out of here!” Gaiso yelled.
“Follow me! I’ll lead you to safety,” Girasol called.
Blue and Gaiso scrambled after her but the pendragon hesitated. Another of Yegwa’s terrible screeches decided her to run with them rather than stand around asking questions.
Girasol flew far ahead searching for exits but always came back quickly to make sure her land-bound friends wouldn’t lose too much body heat. Soon, her strength started to fade. She was spending more energy than she had.
Yegwa stayed with them the entire time, laughing evilly at the firebird’s attempt to save her friends. “You will fail. . .” the evil spirit screeched. Her voice bounced around the canyon walls.
Still Girasol did not stop. She had to find an exit for her friends. She could not give up. Their lives depended on it.
Finally, the tired bird glimpsed purple land through an opening in the canyon wall. Her heart lifted. She had found a way out and it was just in time. Her energy could not have lasted much longer.
Blue went through the narrow hole with ease but the big pendragon got stuck. The unicorn pulled while the stag pushed her from the rear.
Working together they all escaped. The last words they heard from Yegwa were, “Go that way if you dare. You’ll find no safety there.”