a lone stallion with blazing eyes runs by. many have try to capture this majestic beast, but all have failed. for this creature jumps over rivers, speeds past danger and climbs mountains faster than any man. some say that he's a nightmare, some say that he is the devil himself. his moking neighs can be heard across the valley. fast. wild. uncatchable. all of these words describe freedom. he never tires, always on the run. the few who have been close enough to see him say that his eyes pierce through your soul. and often these men come back from their chase several years later, because the ghost stallion led them into the maze of a canyon on the edge of the valley. for freedom is born to be wild, and will never let a man ride on his back.