"the gallop of freedom"- a tribute to the majestic spirit of the horse

Since the dawn of civilization, the horse has stood beside humanity — not as a servant, but as a silent equal. Its hooves carved the paths of empires, its breath warmed warriors before battle, its presence carried kings and wanderers alike across the shifting landscapes of history,In its eyes, the reflection of deserts, steppes, mountains, and forgotten roads. In its gallop, the rhythm of freedom — a pulse older than language, stronger than steel. The horse was never tamed by force, only by trust. It ran not behind man, but beside him,Now, atop the mountain, beneath the final rays of the sun, the horse rises — not in defiance, but in remembrance. A living monument to dignity, strength, and the wild soul that refuses to be broken. In that moment, it is not just an animal. It is history, motion, and myth — rearing toward the sky as if to remind us that true freedom comes from within.