{"id":5122,"date":"2026-04-25T00:05:01","date_gmt":"2026-04-25T04:05:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5122"},"modified":"2026-04-24T09:53:17","modified_gmt":"2026-04-24T13:53:17","slug":"v-the-visit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5122","title":{"rendered":"V &#8211; The Visit"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">If you are just starting to read this, you might first want to go back to the beginning of this story &#8211;\u00a0 <\/span><\/i><a href=\"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5045\"><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5045<\/span><\/i><\/a><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At the beginning of this story, I discovered not a horse, but a unicorn in a field. This majestic animal was quick, and I named her Blaze. It appeared that she wanted me to join her in something important. I leapt onto her back and off we went to wherever this story is taking us.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-4938\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/V-22-2026-300x300.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"166\" height=\"166\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/V-22-2026-300x300.png 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/V-22-2026-150x150.png 150w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/V-22-2026.png 320w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 166px) 100vw, 166px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">(Part 2 of 4\u00a0 of The Unicorn and Me)<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><b>V &#8211; The Visit<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The speed at which Blaze took was far beyond my comprehension. The field we had started in disappeared, and the next thing I knew, we were standing in front of a forest. She lowered herself so that I could dismount. Then I heard a voice inside my head.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI need your help, O teller of tales.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I looked around, and there was no one that I could see who could have spoken. Looking at Blaze, I spoke out loud, \u201cAre these your thoughts I hear?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes,\u201d was her reply. \u201cIn your land, it is not possible to communicate, other than through eyes and gestures. Only those who believe in things never seen and are open to their imagination can truly understand the impossible. In your case, we bonded through our eyes and thoughts. Though I couldn\u2019t talk to you, you understood I needed your assistance, you trusted me, accepted my thoughts, and mounted on my back.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI take it, in this land you can talk, at least from mind to mind. Am I able to do that too?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWith practice, maybe. However, there is no time for that. We need to save some friends of mine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWho might they be?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIn your land, they are referred to as folk and fairytale characters,\u201d said the unicorn. \u201cIn our land, they are real. They were instrumental in saving my life some time ago. And now they have disappeared. I fear someone has taken them, and their lives may be in danger.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWho are they and how can I help?\u201d I asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cTo answer your first question, to you, they are called Jack, Gretel, the Teeny-tiny woman, three billy goats from the Gruff family, Pinocchio, and Lion. For your second question, I was told to bring you here, and that the old man of the woods would explain.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhere is this old man of the woods?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cFollow me, and you shall see.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With the unicorn in the lead, I followed to visit this old man in the woods.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">We found him sitting in the middle of the path, holding a walking stick, and he seemed to be meditating as we interrupted his thoughts.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-5123\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/04\/Old-man-me-and-unicorn-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/04\/Old-man-me-and-unicorn-300x200.jpg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/04\/Old-man-me-and-unicorn.jpg 648w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI see you have brought us the teller of tales. Well done, my friend,\u201d said the old man.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The old man turned to me and said, \u201cI have heard much about you. Your knowledge and expertise in matters of folk and fiction are needed. The one you call Blaze has no doubt explained the situation to you. She will share with you the events that preceded this action, and you must determine, if you were writing this tale, who the antagonist might be, what their motives are, and how to rescue our friends. It is not a simple task.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As I sat there, Unicorn filled me in on the backstory of her capture, imprisonment, and how she was rescued by the eight now missing.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Author\u2019s note: If you wish to read that story, <\/span><\/i><a href=\"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=4967\"><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">click here<\/span><\/i><\/a><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">.\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I thought about what the old man had said. I didn\u2019t think that I was so worldly. Maybe he knew something about me that I had not yet learned, for it seemed that he could see things well beyond the present.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSo you are saying I should write what I would do as a storyteller, and we should follow that lead and hope it works out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cExactly,\u201d the old man and Blaze said\/thought at the same time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I was handed a notebook and a pen, asked to sit by the old man\u2019s fire, and allowed to write.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><b>To be continued in <a href=\"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5127\">W &#8211; Planning For What To Write<\/a><\/b><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If you are just starting to read this, you might first want to go back to the beginning of this story &#8211;\u00a0 https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=5045. 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