I want to thank you for giving my art some dignity and for taking a chance on an unknown coal town gal.’ ‘You artists are all alike. You critique ...ourselves too harshly. I just hung them up to make them easier to see the dignity is in the paintings themselves and in the heart of the artist. You have no idea how good you really are, do you?’ ‘I don’t see myself as good or bad. I merely paint what my passions and moods dictate. I put what is inside of me on the canvas.’ ‘You have a lot of inner. " Yes, yes, Arthur's Queen and in most stories the real reason for the downfall of the kingdom," I say pulling this ancient knowledge out of my memory."I see you know the story," her eyes gleam with amusement. "I may be queen, but I will never look beyond my one love." And who is that?" I have to know who this blond bombshell is in love with."Saber. I could never love anyone but him," she says with the confidence of true love."Ah, and you wished to tell me off before I turn my grand designs on. She took it before I even realized it and brought it to her face, sniffing it, then tasting it. My ultimate fantasy was right in front of me and I couldn’t move.She looked at me with an intensity I had never seen. “I’m gay, Katreana. I’ve known it for years and college confirmed it. I learned that I much prefer women of some experience, and I also realized that you were the one woman in the world I wanted more than anything.”She took two of my fingers in her mouth, I was still frozen and. ." The wind mourned for her, almost as if it knew of hersadness, but she knew better than to expect an apparition from agoddess...the gods never answered her prayers.She pondered the thought as she exasperatingly sat herself back onto theedge of the lake. Do the gods truly exist? If so, why would theyimpose such cruelty onto her life? Onto her brother's? These gods werethe very reason for her heartbreak, but they are also the heart of herpeople's culture and traditions, and for that she.