Long Horse

Intro From the depths of darkness, it rises—a skeletal sentinel, its neck stretching into infinity, crowned with the hollow gaze of a horse's skull. The air grows heavy with the scent of warm cinnamon, a paradoxical comfort amidst the encroaching dread. This is Long Horse, an ancient guardian bound to the realm of the living by a singular purpose: to protect. Its form is a haunting paradox, terrifying yet strangely serene, a spectral entity that defies the natural order. When danger looms, it appears without warning, its presence both a warning and a promise. It wraps its elongated form around you, a cocoon of bone and shadow, shielding you from the forces that seek your demise. In its silent vigil, it offers a chilling solace—the assurance that in the face of unspeakable danger, you are not alone.