artmusicsoul

Note: Hey, you should really read the artist's comments at the bottom! Just sayin'. There's comedy. _____________________________________ The man hopped off his bronze horse and beckoned with his hands. He wore gold armor that glistened almost painfully in the sun. He cast a long, noble shadow on the fields of emerald green and white flowers. “You there! Come, boy, the king won’t wait!” “Me?” “Of course you, there’s no one else here! Mount your steed, and off we go!” Ciro looked off to his left from where he sat deep in the ravine. To his surprise, there was indeed a pure white horse, slender and