A fine man, clad in all white on a white horse,with a long bow slung across his back. Slowly trotts up a narrow well traveled path high in the mountains. Snarled Jagged rocky peaks , steep cliffs. Far in the distance a mighty waterfall. Water crashing over the fall is defining, its roaring torrents, thrashing white currents and dark blue eddies fall deep into the narrow steep valley bellow, onto unseen rocks. The white steed shakes its head in fear of the noise. The man in white pats the horse's neck. His voice soft but sure . "Easy boy, easy its only water, when we get to the top you can drink some of it and know where it goes". The horse nighes in his reassurance. They continue up the long narrow path , a thick dence layer of fog can be seen ahead. Nothing can be seen beyond it. The man in white on his white horse, long bow slung on his back continues up the path, disappearing into the blanket of unknown.
In the dence fog only the sound of the horses hooves could be heard. One after another, walking slowly along the rocky path. Click, clock. Clock, clock. The fog begain to lighten up and a bright light began to shine through.
The white horsemen sliped through last bit of fog , then said , gitty up boy. The white horse begain to Trott faster and faster until he was galloping along the path with confidence. The path meanders through the rugged mountain peeks, then up a long steep passage under a arch of rocky outcrop to a flat plateau. With vast terraced rice paddies, at the top a loan ancient cherry tree stood. It roots grown deep into the rock. Branches reaching out to heaven full of pink beautiful leaves. The white horsemen galloped up to a slow trott then a casual walk, coming to a stop at a vast dark blue lake behind the cherry tree. The white horsemen dismounted his horse and led him the the lakes edge to allow him a drink. Stroking his mane and patting his neck. Good boy , he said quietly, then patted his rump and the horse lazily moved off to eat some grass.
The white horsemen took a knee before the ancient tree, bowed his head and said , what is thow bidding , my father. A ray of arc light came from the tree, it made different incoherent noises, like a record skipping. The white horsemen noded and replied, I understand, and if he fails, what should I do? The arc light made more noises and the horsemen nodded again. Replying, as you say , it well be done. He well not fail, for he is my brother. Then the light faded away and the horsemen whistle for his horse , but the horse refused to come . The white horseman had to walk to him.
Make me walk all this way , you stubborn mule! He complained. The horse shook his head as if to say no and stomped his left foot as water splashed up onto the white horseman. WHY YOU! he yelled , YOULL PAY FOR THAT! Then he chased the horse in circles in the grassy fields, the sun was high and bright behind a vale of clouds . Its rays shown through at steep angles the resembles a pyramid. The horsemen's voice echoed across this sacred place . Come back , get over here you vial steed. He screemed.
The horse shook his head and shown his teeth as to be laughing at the man.
His laughter and the horse's he hawing rang loud across the land, and pink leaves floated in a light breeze. His last words were , damn good for nothing horse.