Jack Vettriano The British Are Coming

Jack Vettriano The British Are ComingJack Vettriano The Blue GownJack Vettriano The Birth of a Dream
Tell them stories. They need the truth. You must tell them true stories, and everything will be well, just tell them stories."
That was all, and then she was gone. It was one of those moments when we suddenly recall a dream that we've unaccountably forgotten, and back in a flood comes all the emotion we felt in our sleep. It was the dream she'd tried to describe to of that feeling, and the injunction to tell them stories.
She looked into the darkness. As far as she could see into that endless silence, more of these ghosts were coming, thousands upon thousands, like refugees returning to their Homeland.
"Tell them stories," she said to herself.Atal, the night picture; but as Mary tried to find it again, it dissolved and drifted apart, just as these presences did in the open air. The dream was gone.All that was left was the sweetness