Saint of Mt. Koya
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" 'Giddyup!' the old man cried, but the horse did not move. Instead, it turned to look back at us, waving his head and champing at the bit as though trying to say something. 'Whoa, boy. Steady now.' The old man jerked the reins both left and right, but the horse did not budge, it was as though he was rooted to the spot. The old man grew angry, shouted at the horse, and beat him, but the horse only moved around in a small circle while the old man followed growing angrier by the moment. At last the old man bumped the horse's flank with his shoulder to force it onto the path, and the horse lifted its foreleg as though about to start, but then planted it again and stood firm. At last the old man called to the woman and asked her to step out of sight so the horse could not see her.

"She hurried behind the soot-blackened pillar and concealed herself. From where I sat, all I could see was a glimpse of her snow white foot, which seemed disturbingly erotic against the blackened pillar, but apparently she was hidden from the horse's view.


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