BOTCHER was hitching up my faithful horse, Trojan, to the front of the carriage. Trojan was named after the eponymous wooden horse used in the Trojan War, for like that mythological construct, Trojan seemed perfectly unthreatening on the outside, but inside he was a maelstrom of rage and violence. He demonstrated this perfectly by repeatedly knocking my hapless man-servant to the ground as he attempted to affix the horse's harnesses to him, much to my delight. Sometimes it was the little things that could lift up an entire day.
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