Gustav Klimt Portrait of Adele Bloch Bauer painting

Gustav Klimt Portrait of Adele Bloch Bauer paintingSteve Hanks Where the Grass is Greener paintingSteve Hanks Sunshine After the Rain painting
Prince Lir's face grew glum again. "That was strange. When she took no delight in the gift itself, I thought she might be interested to hear how it was won. So I told her about the view and the charge—you know—about the hissing and the naked wings and the way dragons smell, especially on a rainy morning; and the way the black blood jumped at the point of my lance. But she heard none of it, not a word, until I spoke of the rush of fire that nearly burned my poor horse's legs from under him. Then—ah, then she came back from wherever she goes when I talk to her, and she said that she must go and see my horse. So I led her to the stable where the poor brute stood crying with the pain, and she put her hand on him, on his legs. And he stopped moaning. That's a terrible sound they make when they're really hurt. When they stop, it's like a song."
The prince's dagger lay glittering among the potatoes. Outside, great gusts of rain growled round and round the castle walls, but those in the scullery could only hear it, for there was not a single window in the cold room. Nor was there any fire. It made the cat dozing in Molly's lap look like a heap of autumn leaves.
"And what happened then?" she asked. "When the Lady Amalthea touched your horse."
"Nothing happened. Nothing at all." Prince Lir suddenly seemed to become angry.