It wasn't long before the horses began to rustle. Deep with an unsettling anxiety that overcame his brother next to him. For these were no ordinary horses...they were unicorns! What people long thought was a myth was actually a commonality in the small southwest neighbords outside of the crowning metropolis Chicago. A city with such a melting pot of people that you would think we were all aliens by now. But not just yet. There was one night that i can remember where a knight from the small town of Homer Glen came to steal all that had been stolen from the village. It was everything everyone needed to get by and it was stolen. Or was it? Little did they know that all along it was I who saved the sun from the rain. It was I who saved the Moon from the Truth. And all along the way i kept tiny little memories along the way making it easy for me to get to whatever speed necessary to get through the night. Being Loki isnt easy guys. Odin and Thor are always on my back