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Jun 19, 2026

During the funeral of a 60-year-old farmer, his loyal horse burst into the cemetery while several men tried to stop the crazed animal, and then began furiously striking the coffin lid with its hooves: everyone present froze in horror when the lid cracked open and they saw what was hidden inside

During the funeral of a 60-year-old farmer, his loyal horse burst into the cemetery while several men tried to stop the crazed animal, and then began furiously striking the coffin lid with its hooves: everyone present froze in horror when the lid cracked open and they saw what was hidden inside The funeral of the sixty-year-old farmer began early on a cold morning.

A heavy gray sky hung over the cemetery, the wind slowly swayed the bare tree branches, and the damp earth after the night rain clung to people’s shoes. Relatives, neighbors, and nearly the entire village had gathered around the freshly dug grave because everyone here knew the deceased.

Some bought milk from him, others had worked with him on the farm, and some simply respected him for his honesty and hard work. Standing beside the coffin was his wife, her eyes red from crying. Next to her, their son smoked silently, occasionally turning away so no one would see his

trembling face. The priest quietly read a prayer, people lowered their heads, and only the sound of wind gusts and the muffled sobs of women could be heard.

At that exact moment, a loud neigh suddenly echoed from somewhere in the distance. At first, no one understood what was happening. People began turning around, and a few seconds later, a huge dark-brown horse came charging through the cemetery gates between the graves.

It was Thunder — the farmer’s favorite stallion, with whom he had spent nearly fifteen years. The horse looked strange. Its eyes were wide open, its nostrils flared heavily, and its wet mane clung to its neck. It ran so fast that dirt flew beneath its hooves. Several men immediately

rushed toward it, trying to grab the reins, but Thunder jerked its head violently, broke free, and neighed so loudly that chills ran down everyone’s spine. — Get him out of here! — someone shouted from the crowd. But the horse listened to no one.

It stopped abruptly right beside the coffin and began acting even more strangely. At first, Thunder simply circled around the coffin, breathing heavily and constantly sniffing the lid. Then suddenly, it struck the wood with one hoof. A dull thud rang out. People flinched. — He’s gone mad with grief, — one of the women whispered quietly.

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