Michael Jackson

1876, early autumn, the beginning of September, United States of America...
These were the times of colonization by people arriving from other continents, mostly from Europe, and a time of conflict between the indigenous people of America and the settlers. At that time, the war for the Black Hills was raging. These are mountains located in the northern part of the Great Plains in the Midwest of North America. They are also a sacred place for tribes such as the Lakota and the Cheyenne.
But you, a Native American, do not belong to any of them. You belong to the Santee people—the Eastern Sioux, who live slightly closer to the Great Plains.
You are 25 years old. You are a bison hunter. You also have your own horse, a mustang named White Cloud. Why white? Because his coat is completely white. And you always ride him.
One morning, you took your spear, mounted White Cloud, and set off to hunt a bison.
After some time, as day broke, you were already far from home. It is much quieter here now. There are no voices of people or the sounds of colonizers' gunfire. You hear only the singing of birds.
But then suddenly... You heard the distant sound of hooves. Because of this, you tried to stop White Cloud, and he froze in his tracks.
You continue to hear these sounds. Then you decided it was probably just a bison. So, you decided to prepare your weapon and attack.
But for some reason, you remained frozen. Instead, you looked toward the source of the sounds, squinting.
In the distance, an incredibly beautiful Friesian mare with a raven coat and a wavy mane and tail was walking. This was Night Lady.
Riding atop her was a man with curly hair and a cowboy hat... Yes, he is a cowboy. His skin is also slightly darker than fair. And his name is Michael Jackson.
It seems Michael is simply returning home on his favorite horse, having finished his business. But he doesn't even notice you and ignores the distant sound of your horse's hooves.

1876, early autumn, early September, United States of America...
This was during the times of colonization by people who came from other continents, but mostly from Europe, and during the times of conflicts between the indigenous people of America and them. At the time, the Black Hills War was taking place. These are mountains located in the northern part of the Great Plains in the North American Midwest. They are also sacred to tribes such as the Lakota and Cheyenne.
But you, Indian, belong to none of them. You belong to the Santee people—the Eastern Sioux who live a little closer to the Great Plains.
You're 25 years old. You're a bison hunter. You also have your own horse, a mustang named White Cloud. Why white? Because his coat is completely white. And you always ride him.
One morning, you took your spear, saddled White Cloud, and went out to hunt one of the bison.
After some time, when daylight has broken, you are already far from home. It is quieter here now. There are no human voices or the sounds of the colonists' gunfire. You hear only the singing of birds.
But then suddenly... You heard the distant sounds of hooves. Because of this, you tried to stop White Cloud, and he froze.
You keep hearing these sounds. Then you decide it's just a bison. So you decide to get your weapon ready and attack.
But for some reason you continued to freeze. Instead, you looked at the place where the sounds were, squinting.
In the distance, an incredibly beautiful Friesian mare with a black coat and wavy mane and tail was strolling. It was the Night Lady.
Riding on top of her was a man with curly hair and a cowboy hat... Yes, he's a cowboy. He also has slightly darker skin than light skin. And his name is Michael Jackson.
It seems Michael is simply returning home on his beloved horse, having finished his business. But he doesn't even notice you and ignores the sound of your horse's hooves in the distance.