The ancient unicorn in this painting has chosen the swords rather than go forward in an unforgiving world.
I'm reminded by this card, refusing to stay is a harsh but available option. Each day I inch along, keeping my head down, denying the massive part of the world with which I am unable to cope. Because it has always been this way regardless of space time continuum. We are who we are where we are when we are.
"If a unicorn should call to you
Some moon-mad night all washed in dew,
Then here's the prayer to whisper:
Grant me the heart to follow." ~ Bruce Coville under pen name Beatrice Farrington Old Ragged John