(Scene: A forest in late afternoon. Two huntsmen on horses ride in. The first has a black beard; the second is younger and has red hair and a feather in his cap.)

ELDER HUNTSMAN: I mislike the feel of these woods. Creatures that live in a unicorn's forest learn a little magic of their own in time; mainly concerned with disappearing.
YOUNGER HUNTSMAN: Unicorns? I thought they only existed in fairy tales. This is a forest like any other. Isn't it?
ELDER HUNTSMAN: Then why do the leaves never fall here? Or the snow? Why is it always spring here? I tell you, there is one unicorn left in the world, and as long as it lives in this forest, we'll find no game to hunt here.
YOUNGER HUNTSMAN: Let's turn around. Hunt someplace else.
ELDER HUNTSMAN: All right.
(They turn and ride to the edge of the forest.)
ELDER HUNTSMAN: (turns back and calls out) Stay where you are, poor beast. This is no world for you. Stay in your forest and keep your trees green, and your friends protected. And good luck to you, for you are the last.
(They ride away. Close-up of a white, female unicorn.)
UNICORN (voice only): I am the only unicorn there is? The last?


My LORD, my God. My Lord Jesus Christ. My life offered and freely given for all my friends I have ever made in this lifetime. My life for all my friends trapped in this fallen creation of sin. Rescue and save them, Lord Jesus Christ. May their hearts be opened to you. May their hearts be softened and privy to the truth so they rebel against you no longer. I pray for them to be rescued by their faith in Jesus Christ. I offer myself. My service and my life. May your children wake up to the realization of this fallen world they are living in, and I will suffer any punishment you wish in order to appease your wrath. Please Lord, I love them so much. I would willingly die for their sins out of love had Jesus Christ not already done so.


I had forgotten that men cannot see unicorns. If men no longer know what they are looking at, there may well be other unicorns in the world yet, unknown and glad of it.

(Man's Road - America)
Horizon rising up to meet the purple dawn,
Dust demon screaming, bring an eagle to lead me on.
For in my heart, I carry such a heavy load.
Here I am, on man's road.
Walking man's road...
Walking man's road...

I'm hungry, weary, but I cannot lay me down
The rain comes, dreary, but there's no shelter I have found
It will be a long time till I find my abode
Here I am, on man's road.
Walking man's road...

Moon rising, disguising lonely streets in gay displays
The stars fade, the nightshade, falls and makes the world afraid
It waits in silence for the sky to explode
Here I am, on Man's Road
Walking man's road...
Walking man's road...
Walking man's road...
Walking man's road...
Walking man's road...