he never sleeps, he says. he says he ’ ll never die. he bows to the fiddlers and sashays backwards and throws back his head and laughs deep in his throat and he is a great favorite, the judge. he wafts his hat and the lunar dome of his skull passes palely under the lamps and he swings about and takes possession of one of the fiddles and he pirouettes and makes a pass, two passes, dancing and fiddling at once. his feet are light and nimble. he never sleeps. he says that he will never die. he dances in light and in shadow and he is a great favorite. he never sleeps, the judge. he is dancing, dancing. he says that he will never die. etching by gustave dore, blood meridian, matte painting, 8 k resolution artwork, folk horror, dramatic eerie lighting, trending on artstation, painting, elaborate excellent painted illustration, smooth, autochrome 