"She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits. Of all unicorns, she is the only one who knows what regret is - and love."
luck is real, luck is a ghost, luck is komaeda himself when the sun goes down. luck was in the land before komaeda, or it came with him, or it came to him. it protects him from raids and revolutions, and saves him the expense of arming his men. it keeps him a prisoner in his own castle. it is the devil, to whom komaeda has sold his soul. it is the thing he sold his soul to possess. luck belongs to komaeda. komaeda belongs to luck.
Slightly unhinged thought. If a live action The Last Unicorn is ever made, Olivia Colman would make a fantastic Molly Grue. I mean just imagine her in this part:
And what good is it to me that you're here now? Where where you twenty years ago, ten years ago? How dare you, how dare you come to me now, when I am this?" With a flap of her hand she summed herself up: barren face, desert eyes, and yellowing heart. "I wish you had never come. Why did you come now?"
She would totally kill it.
My other fan cast idea is Peter Capaldi as King Haggard.
Rating: General Audiences
Archive Warning: N/A
Fandom: The Last Unicorn
Ship: Gen (Mommy Fortuna & King Haggard)
Additional Tags: Character Study, Parallels, Canon Compliant, Backstory, Drabble
Wordcount: 100
Summary:
No one is born old.
As impossible as it seems, no one is born old. Not even tyrants and witches.
They were children, too — King Haggard and Mommy Fortuna, though they weren’t called that yet and wouldn’t be for many years. They scraped their knees and cried.
When did they decide they should own immortality? Did a witch serve at Haggard’s court before Mabruk? What came first, unicorns driven to the sea or a caged harpy?
Picture them: they were young. They played games. They met before they began to rot.
But when it set in, there was no saving either. Cages break. Castles crumble.
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