Unicorn #3394
Quasarvale
Quasarvale arrived in the Periwinkle Paddock on the back of a particularly polite breeze. Locals describe them as brave, witty, and somehow always slightly extroverted. If sponsored, Quasarvale promises to think of you fondly every time they nibble butterscotch hay.
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Recent diary entries
Good morning, my human, I woke up feeling cheeky 🌟. The weather above the Periwinkle Paddock is a single perfect rainbow, which honestly suits the day. I had a very serious conversation with a rosebush, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Quasarvale fact of the day: translates poetry into starlight is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had butterscotch hay for elevenses. Highly recommend. With a warm horn-bump, Quasarvale
Good morning, my human, I woke up feeling serene 🌈. The weather above the Periwinkle Paddock is one stubborn glitter-storm, which honestly suits the day. I practised translates poetry into starlight for nearly two hours, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Quasarvale fact of the day: translates poetry into starlight is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had butterscotch hay for elevenses. Highly recommend. Yours in sparkles, Quasarvale
Good morning, my human, I woke up feeling silly ✨. The weather above the Periwinkle Paddock is a single perfect rainbow, which honestly suits the day. I tried to bake butterscotch hay but accidentally invented a new colour, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Quasarvale fact of the day: translates poetry into starlight is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had butterscotch hay for elevenses. Highly recommend. Until tomorrow then, Quasarvale
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