1810 England, the height of the Napoleonic wars. It was thought that humans walked the path of enlightenment leaving monsters and dark things behind. However, those monsters and night stalkers merely hide in the darkness, as a young maid, Bernadette, soon finds out.
Death is a funny thing; you walk, talk, eat and sleep for decades and then one day you close your eyes and never open them again. You flesh is given to the worms and your bones are naught but bleached ivory in the sun.
Man, how long has she been asleep exactly? And why was Bern the only thing that woke her up throughout the hundred or so years she's been there. And why has no one found her from the countless told people who've been sent over? Hmmm, Hmmmm!
Lulz, well maybe you'll get your ghost horses anyhow, who knows? This tale that's told weaves through many rabbits holes ;3