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This is my animation project based of the Last Unicorn, a book I've enjoyed for a long while now. This was a rendition of a scene in the book when Prince Lir is courting Amalthea, bringing her a dragon's head and, trying to entertain her with the story of how he won it, mentioning that his horse was severely injured with burns from the battle. "So I led her to the stable where the poor brute stood crying with the pain, and she put her hand on him, on his legs. And he stopped moaning. That's a terrible sound they make when they're really hurt. When they stop, it's like a song."
"And what happened then?" she asked. "When the Lady Amalthea touched your horse."
"Nothing happened. Nothing at all." Prince L'ir suddenly seemed to become angry. He slammed his hand down on the table, and leeks and lentils leaped in all directions. "Did you expect something to happen? She did. Did you expect the beast's burns to heal on the instant — the crackling skin to knit, the black flesh to be whole again? She did — by my hope of her I swear it! And when his legs didn't grow well under her hand, then she ran away. I don't know where she is now."

Description
www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZXUP1…

This is my animation project based of the Last Unicorn, a book I've enjoyed for a long while now. This was a rendition of a scene in the book when Prince Lir is courting Amalthea, bringing her a dragon's head and, trying to entertain her with the story of how he won it, mentioning that his horse was severely injured with burns from the battle. "So I led her to the stable where the poor brute stood crying with the pain, and she put her hand on him, on his legs. And he stopped moaning. That's a terrible sound they make when they're really hurt. When they stop, it's like a song."
"And what happened then?" she asked. "When the Lady Amalthea touched your horse."
"Nothing happened. Nothing at all." Prince L'ir suddenly seemed to become angry. He slammed his hand down on the table, and leeks and lentils leaped in all directions. "Did you expect something to happen? She did. Did you expect the beast's burns to heal on the instant — the crackling skin to knit, the black flesh to be whole again? She did — by my hope of her I swear it! And when his legs didn't grow well under her hand, then she ran away. I don't know where she is now."