Their lands became mine, and I never regretted it for a moment.
(I'm the girl) "what are they doing Dante?" I said as I hugged. My brother tightly. "Hush now Meteli." He said. "Dante will make it all go away." (If you repin please give credit)
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I remembered him well. He would sit for hours on end, entertaining the children who passed by creating little hummingbirds and butterflies that would flit around the children, making them squeel with laughter and the parents smile. I looked at that empty crate for a long time, knowing the Silver-haired man would never again sit there, creating music with the laughter of children.
I see this guy's paintings featured every so often on different sites and always click through to see who it is, only to realize it's that same person (Jon Foster).