Now playing: "The Last Unicorn" by America
When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain, And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain; In the shadow of the forest though she may be old and worn, they will stare unbelieving at the Last Unicorn.
Chorus: I'm alive, I'm alive
When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing, and you look to the north and the pale moon is rising; and it seems like all is dying and would leave the world to mourn, in the distance hear the laughter of the Last Unicorn.
When the last moon is cast over the last star of morning, and the future has passed without even a last desperate warning, then look into the sky where through the clouds a path is formed; Look and see her as she sparkles: It's the Last Unicorn.
Continue your journey:
Mythical Beasts
The Dragon's Lair The Griffin's Den The Pegasus' Roost
Magical Beings
The Hall of Fairies The Realm of Magic
Heaven & Hell
The Angel's Wing The Earth Realm The Goblin's Keep
The Enchanted Forest (adoptions) The Journey Onward (links and webrings)
Return to the Lair's entrance