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Page one of the book that came back
- Rose, aged 5the child in the photo
- The Unicorn and the Rainbowchosen from the story library
- 10 pageseach one drawn for this book
- One photonothing else was uploaded
Every page of Rose’s book
The same face from the first page to the last, painted in one style. These are the pages exactly as they came out.
Rose stood in a wide sunny meadow, her boots deep in clover, and looked up. Over the valley, the rainbow arched high, but its colors were pale and fading like chalk on a rainy day. At the meadow’s edge, a shy unicorn stepped out in a shimmer of white. In a soft voice, the unicorn told Rose that playful storm clouds had scattered seven glowing color crystals. Without them, the rainbow bridge could not shine. Rose knelt in the meadow grass when she heard a tiny thump and squeak. A rabbit was caught under a fallen branch, so Rose gently lifted the branch free. Where the rabbit had been, one glowing red crystal twinkled in the grass. Rose followed a mossy trail deeper into the trees, with the unicorn trotting nearby. Soon they reached a clear forest stream, where water sang over smooth stones and one bright color seemed to ripple back into the sky. At the water’s edge, Rose found a fox cub tangled in soft green reeds. She carefully worked the reeds loose, one by one, while the unicorn watched kindly. Under the clear water, two more crystals glowed among the stones. Rose and the unicorn followed the trail into a shaded woodland where the trees grew close. Above the high branches, the last faint gray clouds from the storm drifted by, grumbling softly as if they knew their game was ending. Then Rose heard a small bird calling from the moss below its nest. Rose lifted it gently back to a low branch, and the bird chirped thank-you. In the mossy hollow of an old tree, the last crystals glowed softly. At sunset, Rose returned to the meadow with the final crystal shining in her hands. The unicorn lowered its head, and Rose gently held the crystal up toward the tip of the horn, leaving a tiny golden space between them. The unicorn’s horn glowed like a little star, and Rose gasped with delight. All at once, the whole rainbow bloomed across the sky in every color, bright and whole over the valley. Rose sat in the soft meadow grass while the unicorn rested nearby. Together they watched the mended rainbow glow above the quiet valley, and Rose knew every color had come home because kindness had led the way.
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