I rode the unicorn all the way to the nearest city, Bravil, and left it outside the gate while I went inside. When I came out, there was a dead minotaur (thank you, Bravil guard) – but no unicorn.

As night fell across northern Thailand, a 1-foot-long creature emerged from its hiding place and climbed along the rocks. Its “golden yellow” eyes scanned the surrounding forest, but it wasn’t the ...