Kneel!

Neil Gaiman returned those of the old EC Comics, gave them a place in the DC Universe.

I didn't see the Crypt Keeper among them, but he'd managed to wrestle a deal with HBO prior to the release of "The Sandman".

"The Sandman" is a comic that stands above those of the "men in tights" variety, an example of what the artform can be... even within the limits set by marketing.

Neil also gave us "Coraline," "The Day I Swapped My Dad For Two Goldfish," and "Stardust."

But I first learned of him lying on a friends bed, reading over the more obscure comics with light only barely touching the pages.

The domain of dreams and nightmares became... human. Not real, but important and spiritual.

Because of Neil.

"From dreams I conjure a handful of yellow grain...

I throw the grain into the air.

And I hear it.

The sound of wings..."
-Sandman, "The Sandman: Preludes and Nocturnes"

Thank you.