The Dancing Horse

This week was full of treats like this. I had seen the white horse in a village tour of the chiefs palace before and was told he could dance. I had forgotten about him until I looked up at the turn of the crowd toward the big white flash. The horse wore a sort of mask, almost medieval looking, but completely made of leather tassels that resembled hair over his face. His rider wore short stirrups and kicked to the music but the horse would jerk his head and lift his feet in such a way that proved this horse could dance.