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The HORSEMEN….!

Creatures with the head arms and chest of a man but the legs and lower
half of a horse.

Liminal beings, caught between the two natures, embodied in contrasted myths, both as the embodiment of untamed nature, as in their battle with the Lapiths, or conversely as teachers, like Chiron.”

It was the time of wonders and mystical magic , deep in the Mountain of Pelion and the region of Magnesia.
lived the CENTAURS ….half horse , half man….!  Thundering hooves broke the still silence deep within the forest.
Aggripas was herding the horses ,. the daylight was always peeping through thick branches .  it was nearing mid-day
and time for a head count…The cool air and misty path was filled and shaken by massive steeds of brilliant covered manes , all rushing down to the river  for their drink of silver cool sparkling water . Leaping and galloping through the path Aggripas would be seen racing to reach the river bed , giving a strong but firm command to the wild horses
“faster, faster !,” he shouted . “We must reach the river before it becomes too hot to drink.”


Blowing his horn , to hasten the herd , making sure that all the wild horses make their way as fast as they can !
The river God Peneous was eagerly waiting for Aggripas  each day, for they would chat about the life in the lowlands
and how it was affecting the rest  of the land. A cool breeze slowly flowed as the horses drank and frolicked .
Aqua , from the mountain streams bubbled and soothed all the horses , specially Aggripas…it made him strong and  and most of all a certain wisdom was always infused . It came from the ripples who always talked so fast that it made his head dizzy …but news is news and he tried to keep up every day  . The ripples of water were talking about AIO ,  and his quest for love and equality . Today ,they bubbled excitedly ,for as they passed and flowed through the  forest , there was a a fight between the clans…….on who

will be the rightful KING of the CENTAURS . As for centuries ago , they have been put into shame .and since then there have been a struggle on who will be King . A lot of his friends joined this battle and have been hurt !  This has to stop , Aggripas  told himself , we might be wild and partly untamed but there is always a big part deep inside us that speaks WISDOM and TEMPERANCE , after all , Centaurs
have both beings !
So as he returned to his home deep in the mountain, racing and leaping together with his herd of wild horses, he was asking the gods to send him a sign or something to help him , stop this war amongst themselves.  “Aieee…..Open ! ‘ he shouted , and the thick branches and vines Lifted and twisted to let them pass ….At last they were deep within the cool  caverns of the mountain , where blue-green stalactites and stalagmites  show off brilliant multicolored crystals of luminance , lighting all the cave….One can say it was an underground palace made by Mother Earth ….as bubbling beads of mountain aqua slowly drop , Aggripas knelt down and gave thanks , all is well and safe within his home …and the whole herd was at peace. While deep in slumber , the goddess Hera sent a him a gift , in his dream he saw a shiny ring , gems of radiant colors, the gold that encompassed it came from the deepest bowels of the earth…”Use this wisely my son, each color has it’s own power , greater than man can imagine ! “.

The Golden Ring , that would decide the lives of the centaurs ……! What would he do , he was just a herdsman . Little did he know , the golden path that laid before him , as he awoke from from his dream.. The Ring in  his finger
glowed and spoke clearly…. “The four points represent the north, south, east and west of this land  . You now have the power….use it wisely Son of HERA..! ” A blurred image of Hera appeared in his mind ,smiling. All these years, he
has secluded himself , tending horses and herds..living in the deep forest apart from the rest, And now, he held the power to unite and make peace for all.   He looked at his herd of stallions standing proud and restless , they knew the task ahead and they were so eager to do his bidding. The winds now blew and whispered what has taken place, and all the centaurs were in an uproar. The untamed spirit inside them cannot accept this , some took to arms against Aggripa , and others took his side for unity and peace….Thus a battle cry was heard in the deepest pits of the forest  the day is now at dawn…..Majestically all in battle armor ,  the centaurs hummed their battled chant ,thumping and clashing weapons, that shook the ground and made the  tremble.
Coming  down from the mountain ,Aggripa rushed to stop the bloodshed  …..It was his chance and time …

Mother Hera he cried, be with me ! The loud thumping stopped , as the strong winds swirled and circled  around the war razzed Centaurs , they could not open their eyes , nor lift their weapons,  vines  have gotten hold of them…As much as they tried the grass , roots have grown   taller that prevented  movement .
Aggripa , waving his hand, the ring  all aglow ….Magic filled the air…”let anyone who has not longed for peace  and harmony stand now before me . Let every centaur who defies what is good, step forward. I will now sever his being from his other half..!”  Looking at every centaur , he saw tears in their eyes , a blue and violet mist covered the field. Looking at his ring , it glowed the same color . It was emitting a strange light that made everyone calm and serene……Putting down their weapons and weeping . “We are so few in numbers yet we are strong in character , deep inside all of us is the logic of man and the wisdom of the ageless, for we have witnessed man and life since the beginning . Shall we not use this for our own benefit ? Let not any drop of a Centaurs blood be wasted this day on !” his voice echoing through the valley and the deep caverns of the mountain . Let not our untamed nature be a hindrance , in fact make it an advantage for adventure and discovery , ” ! Now a red pinkish mist engulfed the valley.
their dark faces glowed of understanding….I will not be King, but your adviser , Aggripa declared…Every tribe and clan has it’s faithful  elder, and that is what it should be…”!

A loud roar ,echoed and thumping began, but it was not a heavy  thump….the centaurs were dancing ,prancing
and celebrating their triumph . Yes , many, many years did they survive , teaching and sharing that , when preserving life a golden mists appear and ..…..as I pluck my golden harp , sweet melodies and tales of old once again emerge to be told ….once again.!

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