A boisterous cheer came from the audience as Hastiand finished his last song. It was a cheerful little number he had written called, “Lady of the Meadow.” He liked playing it for three reasons. One, the people loved it which in turn meant that they dropped more coin at his feet. Two, it irritated the mandolin when it was used for such a cheery song. The third was more personal. A reminder of a time of happiness and joy in Hastiand’s life. A time long since gone.
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