What Dreams May Come
" To die, to sleep
To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. "
Taken from "Hamlet"
As Hans ages, his life continues to become more desolate. Without companionship or purpose, he has nothing more to do than wake and sleep. Tortured by recurring dreams, his mind became his own worst enemy.
Entered in this contest
To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. "
Taken from "Hamlet"
As Hans ages, his life continues to become more desolate. Without companionship or purpose, he has nothing more to do than wake and sleep. Tortured by recurring dreams, his mind became his own worst enemy.
Entered in this contest