Dove despises unicorn magic. Her horn is a permanent reminder of this contempt, always looming over her eyes like the sword of Damocles. She never showed any aptitude for true magic, but her lust for flight knew no bounds. Thirteen years of self-defacement and pained longing remains pent up inside. Now, it's about to overflow...

Bit of an undertaking here, so this will probably take some time to write and edit.

All credit for characters and cover art goes to Kilala97.