many have helped

to carry redhanded: a songe forre the loste.

i evoke and honour each of you

in the completion of this work. one cannot

know what may come of the relating

of a forbidden saga. though the drawing

and writing of it is not the living, i

remain protective of the companions, alive

and passed on, who have walked this path

with me. for good or foolhardy, your

teadfast generosity and kindly humour

have sustained redhanded: a songe forre the

loste and its worrier warrior drawer.

bless you each and all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My soul,

do not seek eternal life

but exhaust the realm of the possible.

 

Pindar