the great white horse

i finally made it to Babylon. every one kept staring at my close the way i walked the way i talked. it has been about four days before some one actually told me why.the people of Babylon has an ancient myth about the great white horse. they say that every 200 years the horse come in the shape of a human wearing white clothes talks different then any one else walks different.and and after that every 200 years the horse/human brings rain and crops. and the people are convinced that im the white horse.
horseEVERY PHOTO TELLS A STORY/writing prompts/writers block