It may be more difficult, but at least the hoof won't flick at a bug and slingshot you off. You start toward the hoof, already planning your climb from what little detail you can make out.
As you near it, you begin to doubt your plan. You were never fond of heights, and the hoof rises above you to uncomfortable levels the closer you get. By the time youre standing next to it, it's a good nine or ten stories tall. Small bits of dirt, dried grass, and other trampled ground litter- including clumps of something that smells awful- are stuck to the bottom of the hoof, which will make your climb substantially easier.
Thankfully, a stalk of straw leads right up over the bottom of the horses metal shoe, which would have been the hardest to climb. You walk along the stalk and start climbing. Grains of sand and hardened dirt as large as your hand make things so simple.
When you're almost at the top, you start heading to the right, to get around the horseshoe at the top. It takes only a couple minutes, but you finally reach the horses bridge sized ankle. From here, the entire rest of the city sized horse is laid out before you. It's flank and ribs are rolling hills, and it's individual hairs tower over your puny frame like a forest. Without anything else to do, you resume your hike up to its back.
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