Jack Vettriano Queen of the Waltzer

Jack Vettriano Queen of the WaltzerJack Vettriano Private DancerJack Vettriano Portrait in Silver and Black
so great and tremendous a power that no human strength was capable of resisting him. He was at the same time a deity and an ogre; he he devoured it; he sped through the world so fast that you had Knowing this, our friend was astonished to see everybody in the Kingdom of the Future running so fast to meet him:
"I suppose he doesn't eat anything here," he thought. There he was! The great doors turned slowly on their hinges. There was a distant the sounds of the earth· A red and green light penetrated into the hall; and Time appeared on the threshold. He was a tall and very thin old man, so old that his wrinkled face was all grey, like dust. His white beard came down to his knees. In one hand, he carried an enormous scythe; in the other, an hour-glass. Behind him, some way out, on a sea the colour of the Dawn, was a magnificent gold galley, with white sails·
"Are they ready whose hour has struck?" asked Time. At the sound of that voice, solemn and deep as a bronze gong, thousands of bright children's voices, like little silver bells, answered:
"Here we are!... Here we are!... Here we are!…" no time to see him; he ate and ate, without stopping; he took whatever he touched. In Tyltyl's family, he had already taken Grandad and Granny, the little brothers, the little sisters and the old blackbird! He did not mind what he took: joys and sorrows, winters and summers, all was fish that came to his net!...