Occasionally horses die beneath trees, and when they do their spirit has a chance to became a sagari. For some strange reason, only the head is left to haunt the tree, which hangs from the branches with either its tendril-like mane, a prehensile neck-tail, or my favorite, a forearm and fist. If chanced upon, they mostly whinny terrifyingly into the night, but a few unfortunate people may experience sickness.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
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