Creed 1112042-A promontory of steel and glass suspended between earth and sky overhangs the deep valley below. His elbows virtually leaning on the rail, he scans the horizon. Priestly in his bearing, his body alert. His equine double, his superb patient mount at his side, the perfectly matched combination of powerful forces harmoniously at rest. He, the incarnation of masculinity, the alpha of virility, the omega of protection: the crook of a shoulder, the curve of a bicep, the warmth of a torso. His terrestrial Pegasus stands beside him, joined in his silence, barely disturbed as it is by the imperceptible palpitations of their bodies. The brazen horseman savours one last moment of respite, of contemplation before the sweet necessity of conquest. He relishes this suspended time between what has been and what is to come. The promise of the future.