You see wee kiddlets running on the path ahead. The stag

has left you alone again, so you choose to stop and say hello. Taylor says, "My name is

Taylor, and this is my sister Jessica." Jessie places Lucas, the youngest, down on the path to

shake your hand. Collin, Lucas's brother and cousin to the other two, forces your hands apart.

"WE are not supposed to talk to strangers!", and with that, runs off with the others in tow.

"There is no hunt for me," said he, "Of any creature born,

Unless I could, in shadow wood, hunt down the unicorn."

"None know so well where she may dwell as I who did her will,

If you will heed, then I will lead, and you may have you kill."

But one lone guard forwarned the King: "This hunt is evil-starred;

For those with arms and potent charms against whom we must guard

No more will wait with eyes of hate and souls of hearts of gall,

But purge the wood of light and good, and Gods forgive us all."