In response to The Unicorn Challenge 01/02/25
The rules are compose a story, maximum of 250 words, inspired by the above photo prompt.
He resides there, up there in the castle on the knoll. His father before him ruled there, as did the father before that. He can be seen, not often but at times, like now, leaving the domain where he rules, to walk among the people, his people.
Everyone bids for his attention. Everyone clambers for a piece of his time, an hour here or a minute there. It can not be said that he flits from one to the other, as to each he goes with direct intention, if only for the briefest of time.
While his eyes traverse the crowd, relentlessly searching, seeking something he has not yet attained; when speaking, the listener believes he or she to be the center of his universe. For a time, until he is gone and then the void left behind by his leaving is soul wrenching deep.
He and his entourage walk back to the castle on the knoll, their mood jovial, the air of camaraderie within them a physical entity. None of them look back, he does not look back, all that went before forgotten in leu of the next big adventure.
Those he touched, those he smiled upon; watch the leaving wistfully, before returning to the darkness of their own homes.
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
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