The Unicorn Challenge, from Jenne Gray at Tales From Glasgow and C E Ayr at Sound Bite Fiction
The forecast was for wind… strong wind.
People ignored the forecast at first, carrying on with their errands and such, but as the winds got stronger, they hurried away.
They were all safely home at the time the trees began to buckle in the wind, branches, twigs and new leaves breaking and snapping away with ease.
The winds circled around, gathering the broken debris, lifting it, twisting it, swirling it, and carrying it in an animated funnel along the empty streets, before dumping everything into a discarded heap on the pavement outside a deserted shop.
In a final act before fading away, the winds drenched the debris in a quick downpouring of rain, which also brought with it a shock of lightning, which once again scattered some of the debris across the road.
Some, but not all.
Beneath the pile as the lightning struck, a couple of the broken branch pieces fused together, swiftly, magically, grabbing hold of other twigs and leaves and buds.
More of Nature’s fragments gathered together, and eventually, in this hidden, secluded and empty corner, a humanoid figure began to form.
Stretched out on the pavement, the figure’s eyes opened, and she tentatively stood. She looked around, aware and in awe of her new existence.
The entity Twiglet had been born.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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