A Stable Problem

Right. So. Spent the better part of the day trying to get a horse in Britain. Seven times. Seven! You'd think after the first six the stablemaster would just pay me to stay away.

Finally gave up and went for a walk. Found a lovely little grove east of town I'd never seen before. Very peaceful.

Went back for one more try. Still no horse. Got so frustrated I went to shout at some skeletons in the cemetery. Even they wouldn't have me. Some days, the world just says "no."

-Bjorn