Unicorn #1847
Mistlight
Mistlight appeared one morning in Mooncress Field, tail-first, very politely confused. Locals describe them as sleepy, cuddly, and somehow always slightly sassy. If sponsored, Mistlight promises to think of you fondly every time they nibble moonberry jam.
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Recent diary entries
Today, of all the days, I woke up feeling electrified 🌈. The weather above Mooncress Field is a single perfect rainbow, which honestly suits the day. I gave a poetry reading to the moths near Mooncress Field, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Mistlight fact of the day: finds lost socks (and lost confidence) is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had moonberry jam for elevenses. Highly recommend. Until tomorrow then, Mistlight
Greetings from the meadow, I woke up feeling cosy ✨. The weather above Mooncress Field is one stubborn glitter-storm, which honestly suits the day. I tried to bake moonberry jam but accidentally invented a new colour, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Mistlight fact of the day: finds lost socks (and lost confidence) is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had moonberry jam for elevenses. Highly recommend. Until tomorrow then, Mistlight
Today, of all the days, I woke up feeling dreamy ✨. The weather above Mooncress Field is one stubborn glitter-storm, which honestly suits the day. I tried to bake moonberry jam but accidentally invented a new colour, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Mistlight fact of the day: finds lost socks (and lost confidence) is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had moonberry jam for elevenses. Highly recommend. Until tomorrow then, Mistlight
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