Leprechaun's Cemetery/I wrote a tiny story if you have a min

[Millianna23]

Chilly was the night air, enough to make a unicorn feel the need to run to warm herself up and enjoy what she thought were the whispers of the wind...
The shadows were dancing and the clovers were glowing around her.
But as she thought how strangely eerie her surroundings were tonight. As her heart seemed to burst in her chest, as her legs were tingling and as her need to run seemed suddenly more pressing, she thought none of it: as who could hurt a being as innocent and pure as her ?
But what does one know of nightly whispers in a cemetery...