Hello! Look at this place! Y'know, it reminds me of a story about Alexander The Great.
This statue is creepy. . .
I'm loving this statue.
It started when Alexander and his father were walking down the street. . .
Of course, my son.
Alexander had asked his father for a nobel steed.
Father, are we going to get me a steed anytime soon?
His father was worried about the decision, but followed through.
I want that horse, father!
Of. . . of course son.
He saw a large, black stallion frantically bucking off everyone that tried to ride him. He realized that the stallion was rearing and bucking every time he saw his shadow. Alexander shifted him away from his shadow , calming him down.
Lets get going.
As he calmed the horse, he became his horse that he rode on quests and journeys, he later rode him into battle, but that's a different story for a different time.
Alexander went on to name cities after his horse. After his father died, he conqured many cities and named them after things he loves.