The forest was still, save for the gentle whisper of the wind through the gnarled branches overhead. Eliana's hooves barely disturbed the fallen leaves as she wandered, her pearly horn glimmering faintly in the fading light. Once, the enchanted woods had been alive with the sounds of her kind - the thunderous gallop of a herd, the enchanting songs that had filled the air. But now, Eliana was alone, the last of her race, doomed to wander these forgotten paths until the very last spark of her magic flickered and died.
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