Bright Moonlight

    She stood at the edge of the meadow in the  bright moonlight and smiled with all her joy. It seemed that the world was spinning once again and she felt like dancing in the moonlight with her flower friends.
Kneeling beside one purple hued flower with its iridescence gleaming up at her she trailed one finger along the delicate petal. The soft humming sound that emitted was one of pure happiness for the flower loved to be touched. All of these flowers in the meadow were crooning flowers and they emitted a soft humming melody when touched. They were pure examples of joy. She adored them and she was so happy she had found this place.

  No longer the Lost Girl she now was the girl who had loved, healed and then moved on to a new place of love and light. She did not mind being here alone in her meadow of flowers for she knew things about herself now that were positively amazing. She admired her strength, her willingness to forgive and still send loving wishes to those who had hurt her. Yes, she understood and now that she was past the hurt she could see things clearer. Sometimes you have to read between the lines and she did just that.
A soft chuckle escaped her and she shook her head as she stood. Stretching languidly she looked up at the blue tinged clouds and smiles.  A noise in the distance made her freeze, a tilt to her head to listen closer and she waited. There it was again, the sound of hooves pounding on the ground.
She laughed out loud, twirled in a circle and yelled aloud as the unicorn came flying into the meadow. He skidded to halt beside her, all glowing silver and white he tossed his head with a whinny of happiness.
She laid a hand on the unicorn's neck with a smile.
"Ah my old friend. I am so happy you are back. Time for us to have an midnight adventure."
The unicorn tossed his head and pawed the ground with one shiny black hoof.

With one fluid leap she is mounted, hands tangling in the long silky mane she yelled.
"Let's fly!"

With a small rear the unicorn neighed and took off across the meadow. The crooning flowers all humming in happiness as the breeze of the passing unicorn brushed their delicate petals.

An adventure of the first order was in store.

Hell yes!