His gaze drifted to each individual gathered in the throng before him. When Cornelius looked in my direction, there was an expression of hidden knowledge on his face; a look of immense respect and curiosity in his eyes.
“Now, you all must know this. The truth is that each and every one of you acquired knowledge of this hidden land not by accident or chance, but by predetermined destiny. All of you who are present have a special…gift, talent, ability, sense…anything along those lines. Something that makes you…” Cornelius trailed off, searching for the right word.
“Immortal?” a fairy suggested. Cornelius was still unsure. “Well, I suppose that may apply to some of you…but it’s more than that; oh, so much more!” the dapper unicorn told us.