{"product_id":"where-the-magic-walks-unbroken","title":"\"Where the Magic Walks Unbroken\"","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eWhere the World Watches Back series\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eWTWWB - Mythic - 01\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"cvGsUA direction-ltr align-center para-style-body\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a_GcMg font-feature-liga-off font-feature-clig-off font-feature-calt-off text-decoration-none text-strikethrough-none\"\u003eUnicorns once ran through green fields, where the wind carried\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a_GcMg font-feature-liga-off font-feature-clig-off font-feature-calt-off text-decoration-none text-strikethrough-none white-space-prewrap\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a_GcMg font-feature-liga-off font-feature-clig-off font-feature-calt-off text-decoration-none text-strikethrough-none\"\u003ewildflower seeds and the sky stretched open and endless above them. They were \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a_GcMg font-feature-liga-off font-feature-clig-off font-feature-calt-off text-decoration-none text-strikethrough-none\"\u003eCreatures that kept their distance, of quiet magic—seen only by those who believed in something just beyond the horizon. But the fields grew smaller. The roads came. The lights stayed on too long. Now unicorns move through underpasses and rail yards, hooves striking sparks from broken concrete, splashing through puddles that mirror streetlights instead of stars. This creature of light walks where the city forgets itself— chain-link fences, graffiti corridors, places where magic still lingers beneath the bustle of the city. Its coat is still bright above, catching neon and moonlight the same \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a_GcMg font-feature-liga-off font-feature-clig-off font-feature-calt-off text-decoration-none text-strikethrough-none\"\u003eway it once held dawn. But its legs are stained—paint drips, black soot, the layered marks of a thousand hands touching its hide. Tags from kids who never saw a unicorn in a meadow, but felt one in the quiet hum of dusky streets. They leave their names on it like offerings. Proof they were part of something bigger than themselves. The unicorn doesn’t mind. It lowers its head for them. Stands still when they get close. Lets them believe. Belief is rarer now than magic ever was. And in a world that trades wonder for walls, it has chosen not to stay clean—but to stay alive. To carry every mark. Every color. Every small, stubborn act of defiance. It wears the city’s stains like trophies, not because they scar it— but because they mean someone, somewhere, still looked \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a_GcMg font-feature-liga-off font-feature-clig-off font-feature-calt-off text-decoration-none text-strikethrough-none\"\u003ein the dark and chose to see their light. And as long as that happens, the unicorn will keep walking these streets, still wild and free.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003ePainted on a skateboard\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e31\"h by 8\"w\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Tanis Gray Art","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":54897997250851,"sku":null,"price":200.0,"currency_code":"CAD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0827\/0335\/2099\/files\/9382.jpg?v=1775347621","url":"https:\/\/tanisgray.com\/products\/where-the-magic-walks-unbroken","provider":"Tanis Gray Art","version":"1.0","type":"link"}