Whenever someone asked me, “What’s your favorite animal?”, I would invariably answer, “the unicorn.” There was a time when unicorns were unheard of; they’ve only become fashionable of late.
For a long while, I truly believed unicorns exist in our reality. I was four or five when I first saw one in a fairytale. I was instantly captivated, tracing his delicate white mane with my finger across the glossy page. He has stayed with me ever since. I was certain he lived somewhere—some magical country where the full moon is everlasting and the trees are musical, a place not easily reached.
I am still convinced he lives in a wonder-full country, a realm that only a few of us know how to render musical and extraordinary.
To see a unicorn is the greatest thing. Not only because they are rare, but because they choose to remain invisible. Most people wouldn’t see one even if it trotted down the sidewalk in front of them—which is, perhaps, for the best. For them, and for us—the few and the fortunate.
Some say you have to be lucky to see them. Others say they appear only to the pure at heart. As for me, I think it was stubbornness—a refusal to stop believing in miracles—and a relentless search for the magical. In time, I met others who believe in unicorns. Some have seen them with their own eyes; others have seen them through mine.
This website is our playground. Our travels—our shared escape into wonderland.
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Cand cineva ma intreaba care e animalul meu preferat eu raspund: “inorogul”. Asa a fost dintotdeauna, and nothing can change this.
Multa vreme am crezut ca inorogul exista in realitate. Eram foarte mica atunci cand l-am vazut prin vreo poveste; am facut ochii mari, l-am mangaiat acolo, pe comita lui frumoasa din poza si mi-a ramas la suflet. Eram absolut convinsa ca el traieste undeva, intr-o tara minunata cu luna plina si copaci muzicali, unde oamenii nu pot ajunge cu una cu doua. Sunt absolut convinsa si acum ca el traieste intr-o tara minunata, pe care cativa, foarte putini dintre noi, o fac muzicala si lunatica.
Sa vezi un inorog e mare lucru. Pentru ca sunt foarte rari, desigur, dar si pentru ca nu se arata oricui. Probabil ca majoritatea oamenilor din jur nu l-ar vedea nici daca ar galopa in fata lor pe trotuar. Ceea ce e tare bine, si pentru ei si pentru noi cei few si happy :). Unii spun ca trebuie sa fii foarte norocos sa vezi unul, altii ca li se arata numai celori cu suflet pur. La mine cred ca a fost din cauza incapatanarii de a crede in minuni, si de a trai printre ele.
Intre timp am intalnit si alti oameni care cred in inorogi. Unii i-au vazut cu ochii lor, altii i-au vazut cu ochii mei. Pentru acestia, pentru the happy few, site-ul asta e loc de intalnire si playground.