April 24, 2026

U is for Unicorn Maiden

         (My A to Z Blog Challenge theme this year is Beyond Pomegranate & Thorns, my brand-sparkly-new collection of short stories, poems, and art inspired by, reimagining, and riffing on fairy tales, myths, and folklore.  All through the month I’m sharing excerpts of art, stories, and poetry, as well as some reflections on the power of the traditional stories that inspired me.  Plus, be sure to check out all my fellow A to Z bloggers at the Master List of participants.)
        Mythology about unicorns has shifted quite a bit over the centuries.  The ancient Greeks and Romans believed that unicorns lived in India, had black or tri-colored horns, and included elements of not only horse anatomy, but also stag, wild ass, and even feet like an elephant.  To evade hunters a unicorn could throw itself off a cliff and land on its horn to absorb the shock, thus escaping unhurt.  By the middle ages Europeans thought of the unicorn as looking more like a horse or goat, and most often white.  It was now a woodland creature, fiercest of all beasts to be hunted, and it could be caught only with the taming influence of a virgin.  By the late twentieth century the unicorn had become entirely equine, most often white but sometimes with fancier decor such as rainbow mane and tale, gold or silver horn, and general sparkliness.  It was now mystical and sweet instead of fierce, had lost all its medieval and renaissance allegorical symbolism, and by the 21st century had gained instead a special symbolism within queer culture, and more broadly as a symbol of anything incredibly rare and special (and possibly purely fanciful).  You can read a prior blog post about Unicorns here.
        My short story “The Unicorn Maiden’s Tale,” however, is set very firmly within the medieval world of unicorn lore.


        They picked me when I was fifteen, because I looked the part as they imagined it: long blonde hair, pale pink skin, a maidenly blush...  I blush so much that the boys in my town always teased me about it, and sometimes I blush at the mere thought of how much I blush.  But such modesty was perfect for the Duke’s purposes.  His housekeeper dressed me in a long white gown, and his huntsmen sat me down in a mossy glade in the depths of the forest, stuck a garland of flowers on my head, and told me to wait.
        “What shall I do?” I asked.
        “I don’t know,” the captain of the hunt replied.  “How about singing.  Sweetly.”


        In this story the unicorn is the fiercest, most dangerous creature, drawn to the innocence of a virgin.  In the narrator’s culture the unicorn has powerful religious symbolism, serving as an allegory of Christ’s Incarnation through being born to a virgin, only to be killed by humans.  But it simultaneously represents secular ideas of sexual ardor, as well as of base animal passions being tamed by virtue – not to mention the fact that its horn is worth an enormous amount of money.  The medieval and renaissance beliefs about unicorns were complicated, many-layered, and fraught, and so it is for my unicorn maiden, forced to be the bait in the hunt for this rare and valuable – and dangerous – creature.  Content warning: this story includes more violence than is usual for me.  That’s frankly a pretty low bar because my writing it generally quite gentle, but it’s worth noting for my regular readers that when you deal with fairy tale and myth you do inevitably come up against some pretty dark themes.
        
Unlike most of my block prints, for this one I haven’t put any twist on the traditional iconography.  For purposes of keeping my story firmly rooted in the medieval mythology about unicorns, this little piece is based closely on a handful of medieval illuminations and renaissance wood block prints from bestiaries.
        The traditional moral of the Unicorn Maiden would be all that allegorical stuff I’ve already described.  But my moral is that sometimes “innocence” may not look the way you expect.
        Let us know: are you a unicorn fan, and do you own any unicorn paraphernalia?  T-shirts, figurines, plush animals, reproduction tapestries, mugs, or any other unicorn-themed items?


[Picture: Taming the Unicorn, rubber block print by AEGNydam, 2025 (Image from NydamPrints.com).]

7 comments:

Lisa said...

I had an image of one of The Unicorn Tapestries on a folder with hand-made paper in it. I probably still have it in a box somewhere. I like unicorns and don't want to see them hunted. There was a movie out not long ago with Paul Rudd where the unicorns were monsters killing humans. :::smh:::

Lisa said...

I knew much of what you shared here, but I wouldn't say I'm a superfan of unicorns. I do like them. I wouldn't want to see anyone hunt them or hurt them. I remember having one of these on a folder for hand-made paper before. I probably still have it in a box somewhere:
ok here is the comment I thought I lost. Sorry for the duplicate parts.

Sue Bursztynski said...

Ooh, a lovely picture, Anne! And it looks like my version of a unicorn, with split hooves and a beard. Too much unicorn art these days tends to be just a horse with a horn. Is your book available in ebook? I’d love to get a copy.

Anne E.G. Nydam said...

A little duplication is a small price to pay for having your welcome comments! =)

Anne E.G. Nydam said...

Sue, I don't have an ebook version because it turns out that ebooks are extremely hard to convert when there's this much art and fancy formatting involved. But if you contact me (there's a contact link via my web site nydamprints.com) maybe we can work out some other digital version. I'd love to share the book with you!

Tamara said...

Your take on the darker, medieval unicorn lore really stands out. The idea that “innocence” isn’t what it seems lingers in the best way.

Anne E.G. Nydam said...

Thanks!