Bunny Man

     When the world was young and magic wandered freely, there became the most extraordinary of guardians, known in the realm as Bunny Man.  A sterling headed fellow with silver ears that shimmered like starlight and had green garnet eyes bright enough to guide wandering dream home.

     He was no ordinary bunny.  His body was fashioned from sterling silver and enchanted gold plate, and he wore a majestic jewel adorned armor made by the fairy smiths who sang while they worked.  Each tiny gemstone was placed with meticulous care and with the upmost intention.  At his chest glowed a heart shaped sparkling amethyst, said to beat whenever kindness stirred in the world.

     Bunny Man had once danced across the treetops, leaping from branch to branch with clockwork grace, the purple orbs trailing behind his boots chiming softly like dream bells.  Wherever he went, shadows loosened their grip, thorns curled into roses, and lost travelers suddenly remembered where they were going.

     His duty was simple, yet sacred.  To Protect wonder.

    When forests forgot how to bloom, when artists doubted their hands, when adventurers forgot how to dream.  Bunny Man appeared, bowing low with outstretched hands, inviting wonder back into the air.

     When the Queen foresaw that the world would someday need him in quieter ways, she summoned Bunny Man to her cloud woven throne.  "You must become small, so you may travel far", she whispered as she placed her hand upon his glowing heart.

     And so, he became, Your Guardian. Still alive with enchantment. Still watching. Still protecting.

     When he adorns your chest, he listens to your wishes and carries your dreams.  This is Bunny Man stretching his legs, delighted to be wandering the world again, one heart, one adventure, one whimsical soul at a time.  Where will your journeys take you?