The Journey Beyond the Horizon Beneath the silent moon, three riders move as one— shadows of fire, shadows of dawn, shadows of dreams not yet broken. Their horses breathe the wind. hooves striking sparks on the path of ancient spirits, each step echoing the songs of ancestors watching from the stars. Beyond the horizon lies the unknown. But they do not fear it. Their cloaks ripple like wings. Their hearts are drums beating with the earth’s eternal rhythm. For they are seekers, warriors of hope, riders of freedom, carrying the stories of their people into a future yet unwritten. 🎨Artist and storyteller: Elvis Becker