The story began when the queen of the fairy realm visited her friend, a unicorn of unimaginable beauty. Her coat was as white as the cleanest snow during winter and her mane shone as if it was made of a thousand shimmering stars lighting the night.
On that particular visit, though, the unicorn did not look beautiful. She looked very sad and very ill. Her coat had become a dull grey and her mane was full of green moss and dirt. The unicorn laid on the ground, staring at a pile of leaves.
"What is wrong, my dearest friend?" the fairy queen asked. Her bright pink wings fluttered in the soft breeze and her golden hair fell off her shoulder as she tilted her head in worry.
The unicorn sighed deeply and replied, "My daughter, Monoceros, is dying and there is not a thing which may be done."
The fairy queen followed the unicorn's gaze and saw a young foal. She was the spitting image of her mother in every way, except she looked very sick. The foal's coat had used to be as white as the cleanest snow and her mane had once shone as if it was made of a thousand stars. Now the young filly's coat had become a dull grey and her mane was full of moss and dirt. Her muzzle was covered in red rashes and flies were pestering her.
"Are you sure that my wand would be of no use? I could try to cure your daughter." The fairy queen pulled out her magical wand.
The mother unicorn shook her mane, dirt flying onto the queen's dress, "Nay, I wish it was possible, but everything has already been tried. Her death is written in the stars."
Seeing that her friend was overcome by tremendous grief, the fairy queen decided that she would have to do something. Her frown turned into a smile as an idea came to her mind.
"My dearest friend, what if your foal lived forever watching over us. Would that make you happy again?" the fairy queen asked.
"Yes, of course! But how?" The mare hung her head low. "She is already dying."
The fairy queen smiled and shook her head, "She shall live forever amongst the stars. Shall I make it so?"
The unicorn mother considered for a moment, then neighed in delightful agreement. The fairy queen waved her wand thrice. Glittery swirls of light flew from the wand in the direction of the poorly foal.
The unicorn watched in bewilderment as the magic did its job. The foal turned into the colour of the ocean and earth around it in all directions. The young, dying foal became surrounded by a thousand stars and slowly floated up into the night sky. Her tears of happiness were illuminated by the shining Monoceros.
"You have done a truly wonderful thing," the unicorn rejoiced. She watched the sight of her child joining the glistening bodies in the sky where she would live until the end of time.
Every evening, when the stars shine bright, Monoceros' mother looks out into the universe. She sees her beautiful unicorn foal, forever preserved in the night sky. Her coat as white as the cleanest snow during winter and her mane truly made out of a thousand shimmering stars.