Unicorn #1694
Quillcake the Twirling
Quillcake the Twirling appeared one morning in the Aurora Foothills, tail-first, very politely confused. Locals describe them as sleepy, brave, and somehow always slightly sassy. If sponsored, Quillcake the Twirling promises to think of you fondly every time they nibble dewberry tart.
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Recent diary entries
Greetings from the meadow, I woke up feeling thoughtful ⭐. The weather above the Aurora Foothills is one stubborn glitter-storm, which honestly suits the day. I composed a small symphony for the wind, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Quillcake fact of the day: translates poetry into starlight is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had dewberry tart for elevenses. Highly recommend. Until tomorrow then, Quillcake the Twirling
Hello you, I woke up feeling thoughtful 🌈. The weather above the Aurora Foothills is gentle pink mist, which honestly suits the day. I taught a tiny bird the chorus of an old lullaby, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Quillcake fact of the day: translates poetry into starlight is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had dewberry tart for elevenses. Highly recommend. A whole hoofful of love, Quillcake the Twirling
Hi friend, I woke up feeling electrified 🌈. The weather above the Aurora Foothills is soft golden drizzle, which honestly suits the day. I helped a beetle find its way home, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Quillcake fact of the day: translates poetry into starlight is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had dewberry tart for elevenses. Highly recommend. Yours in sparkles, Quillcake the Twirling
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