Though her coat was dull and gray, the muscles beneath it rippled in the moonlight and her mane, tail, and beard still held some of the stardust she had been born with.

Her horn, which had at one time held enough power to destroy the earth, which had once been used to cure sickness, heal wounds, and perform breathtaking showers of light was now just a dull white with only enough magic to keep her alive.

But her eyes still held that spark of fire, the love of freedom and a youthfullness of ages long time gone. Her eyes also held the fears...the fears of what might happen to her thousand year old forest after she was gone...the fear of what might happen to the moon, the stars and the universe when she was gone...and, the fear of mankind.

She had seen many changes occur during her lifetime; she remembered King Arthur and she had been great friends with Merlin; she remembered when she saw the first ariplanes fly over the forest and how she had to calm the others. She tried not to remember the death she felt happening, but she did.

Now, she hoped man would remember what had happened before and try to prevent it from happning again because this time, she wouldn't be able to help.

Looking one last time at her reflection in the lake, she starts walking into the interior of her home; she knows her time will soon be here.

Yes, she was the last,

after her no more would there ever be.

She was of the past,

a past that man would never again see.