Nanny

I was dead, but my thoughts were very clear. I was standing on a cliff, and the mountain wind was blowing my clothes and hair, as if it was going to push me down. I don't know how long I stood like this, it could be many days, or it could be just a moment. A tall man came forward. I don't know when he arrived. He didn't speak, he just looked at me quietly. Until I looked at him and he said: Let's go, I'm here to pick you up. He carried me on his back and ran through the forest at extremely fast speeds, hearing the wind whistling in his ears. I saw the word "horse" on his body, so I asked him with difficulty in the wind: "You are here, where is the bull head?"......