To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
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Comments (4)
Randolph
Ooww, that's depressing. I do like it. Much more to think about than some other stuff in this gallery (such that you mentioned).
1st_crush
hahaha
Papu
hmmmm, don't know about the erotic part of this image ;) but i like it
Dragontales
From purely a technical side, I'd like to suggest that if you do go back to retreat this, that perhaps the water could use a bit of work. It looks a tad like she's floating in the air. I know water can be a pain to do, but I think if you succeeded in making it right, it would add so much more to the pic. Good job otherwise.