Day 789: OK it wasn’t a dream

Day 789:

To get to the mountain from the easternmost plains entrance, I have to go around (or through) a patch of dark forest and over a modest hill. I generally try to avoid going through the forest because it’s early, the monsters are out in earnest, and dodging trees while I run is not a good way to get the blood pumping.

Have I mentioned that I could really use some coffee?

Anyway, while I was cutting around the edges of the forest this morning, the skeleton horse stepped out in front of me. Scared the ducking heck out of me and it was all I could do to remember to take a picture to prove to myself that it wasn’t a trick of the light yesterday.

The skeleton horse, by the way, has a very odd whinny, like the sound of a horse as listened to through the sound of a blender.

After I took the picture I ran to the mountain and got my mining done. I didn’t try to approach it and it didn’t try to approach me and we were all good.

Maybe it’ll leave soon?

A skeleton horse standing under a tree. In the distance, the river flows. The horse has no particular expression.