“The hour was late, the beauty around him barbarous. The many scents brought by the air were toxic or sweet, depending on which way the gentle breeze blew. Sometimes the scents made his nostrils smart. He allowed them to embrace him. Joys of a wonderful nature arose in his heart. He loved his horse, its easy amble, the seductive night and the prying moon. God created the world, the wild, the horse, the breeze, man, birds and - love, and His consort at times agreed and at others did not. Gods played games. Even Gods played games. They fought too. Name a game that does not involve discord. He smiled at the thought.” HorseGodsNighttime BeautyAmbleBarbarous BeautyBeauty Of The NightGames Gods PlaySeductive NightToxic Or Sweet Book:The Thugs & a Courtesan Source: The Thugs & a Courtesan