The unicorns are getting restless. Clawing the ground with their hooves and tossing their heads impatiently. Soon they will be meeting Crystal! Thoughout my childhood, especially on rainy days, the world of the Australian unicorns unfolded. Until now however, they were invisible but noisy friar birds are spreading the words. Out of my dreams of a magical natural world I awoke, arching his neck Crystal stood before me and spoke.