To sleep, perchance to dream; aye theres the rub;for in that sleep of death what dreams may comewhen we have shuffled off this mortal coilMust give us pause.Don't fear the reaper... fear his strange little friends.An entry for a local gallery fundraiser in mid 2006. The theme - 2B or not 2B. I leafed through Hamlet to find the quote before I began, though, to my mind it has become more of an illustration of "As I was going to St Ives..."I've reworked it a little recently and thought I'd share. It is for sale.
Part of a tale my RPG bard, Cobblecat told some years ago to entertain a very old Bronze Dragon in return for him rescuing the other party members. I'll transcribe the other portions as I have time. This is a work in process.