black-maned Unicorn
“And then I focused on the hooves, one word: magical. The eyes, indescribable; I just glanced at them, and hoped that the images caught would be preserved in my head forever. But 
when it noticed my glances, I decided to stop. Stop glancing. I tell you, it was the sweetest self-inflicted punishment I’ve ever done and felt. To not glance at this bonneted unicorn with wavy mane pained me with excruciating fear that never again shall I see it; but this also ecstatically swirled my world on this seat of a train with images of what I just behold of a creature of magic.”
when it noticed my glances, I decided to stop. Stop glancing. I tell you, it was the sweetest self-inflicted punishment I’ve ever done and felt. To not glance at this bonneted unicorn with wavy mane pained me with excruciating fear that never again shall I see it; but this also ecstatically swirled my world on this seat of a train with images of what I just behold of a creature of magic.”