Description
The moonlight let the snow crystals on the fir trees glisten like a thousand diamonds. Stunned , the gleaming white unicorn mare leaned over her newborn foal. The young mother just could not believe , to her horror, her foal was different from all the other unicorn foal, it was brown .

It was her first foal . Of course she knew that unicorn foal - are born white - unlike the horse foals. Thus a foal as her own had never seen the mare . Since no horn was on the forehead….

Inga Kess lives in Baden-Württemberg . She has discovered her love for writing contests and has published stories of different genres in anthologies and a book of horse stories for adults.