Dear diary,

  I went for a run this morning and passed through a patch of the forest that was weirdly colder than anywhere else.

  When I told Bitsy about it she said that there were ghosts there. I thought she was just scaring me but I asked around and everyone said they'd seen a headless horseman wandering around that bit of the forest.

  This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.

  Apparently there used to be a village here and that knight was its protector. He died in a war long ago because someone cut off his head, he was friends with a mage who brought his body back home and buried it next to their favourite tree. It all sounded farfetched but I actually saw him when I went for a stroll this afternoon.

  Love,

  Tina