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A word about the absence of the unicorn. All of the beasts obeyed Noah when he admitted them into the ark. All
but the unicorn. Confident of his strength he boasted 'I shall swim!'.
For fourty days and fourty nights the rains poured down and the oceans
boiled as in a pot and all the heights were flooded. The birds of the air
clung onto the ark and when the ark pitched they were all engulfed. But
the unicorn kept on swimming. When, however, the birds emerged again they
perched on his horn and he went under -- and that's why there are no more
unicorns now.'
-- from a Ukranian folk tale
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MEDIEVAL AND FANTASY
