#nexodigital

She was as graceful as she was unique. They say she was an infant unicorn sent from heaven. They say her mother was an angel who watches over her. They say she was sent among us to redeem. To touch her

Franco sat high in the oak tree, his green net resting against the rough bark. He felt no discomfort. Below, the bright afternoon sun beat down on the manicured turf of the neighborhood park. There, his