"There is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow" - having entirely forgotten the context behind this line and any sort of studying of it in 5th grade, I have an interpretation.
Thank you, Google, for completely trashing my idea. The word providence, in my mind, meant something along the lines of importance or notability. Thus, the meaning of the line was that as the sparrow fell, someone would notice and maybe give a damn. I know the line is spoken during an interaction between Hamlet and Horatio, and I suspect the former delivered it, because this isn't logical enough talk for Horatio to have said it.
So, under the assumption that Hamlet said it and that providence has some air of what I thought it meant, the line would be a lovely theater-kid-ish statement that someone would notice if the sparrow fell. Figuring that the prince is using a sparrow as a metaphorical representation of himself (or perhaps his sanity, or even his position/title as prince of Denmark), he is stating that if he fell (again, possibly referring to his sanity rather than himself as a whole), someone, possibly the people of Denmark, or maybe just Horatio, would see it happen.
I'd like to think he's referring to his sanity and Horatio. "There is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow" when he wants to say "I think that when I really do go crazy, you're going to care enough to do something about it." Sometimes you just need to Tragic Danish Boyfriends, especially when it's one AM and you're writing in order to give your brain something to do.
And here's some concept art I did.
It started as the Rake, and now looks suspiciously like Slenderman, but eh. I picture Hamlet curled up on his bed with Horatio sitting next to him. He lifts his head, trembling a little, and sees the figure. He delivers his line. Horatio looks up and sees nothing, then back to his prince and is very concerned. He delivers his line and lays down facing Hamlet. He tells him to "Look at my eyes, my lord. Just look at me. There, see? It's okay. We're alright."
Mostly a visual representation of the weight of the crown. In many stories, Hamlet is very displeased about the fact that he's a prince and must one day rule Denmark. I just sort of started drawing a crown and it turned into this.
I honestly have no clue where the hands came from. I might add another quill tip on the other side with a drop of blood, and maybe then I can call it the ink of the letter that killed Ros and Guil, but for the moment it's only here because I drew it with Hamlet in mind.
There's a heart and a skull among the words for anyone who's bored.
I promise I'll write more soon. I'm bouncing between two ideas for my next one. Until then, faeries, may you always know where your inking pen is so you don't spend nine minutes searching your room like me.