The first medic is chosen by the gods and therefore they pass a natural gift of healing
❤️🩹=Healer's heir/healer
In a land of enchantment, where legends abound,
A unicorn healer, fair and profound,
Her heart was set upon helping creatures great and small,
With her gentle touch, and magic in her call.
Her first patient, a steed with a broken heart,
A horse named Thunder, swift and smart,
She knew from the moment they first met,
That their fates were entwined, and love, they would share yet.
She tended his wounds with care and grace,
Her touch as soft as the first kiss of the morn,
And as she worked, she felt something deep within,
A connection so strong, it made her heart ache and soar.
For days and nights, she never left his side,
Her focus solely on Thunder's plight,
And as he healed, their bond only grew stronger,
A love so pure, it defied the harshest winter's bite.
When Thunder was finally well again,
She knew in her heart, he was the one,
Her knight in shining armor, her trusted friend,
The love of her life, her Thunder until the very end.
They roamed the lands together, free and wild,
Their love a beacon, a shining light to all,
And wherever they went, it was known,
That the unicorn healer had found her throne.
So let it be told, in songs and tales,
Of the quite unicorn healer and her love, Thunder,
Their love a testament to the power of devotion,
And the magic that lives within each and every one of us.