Queen Mab from London Fractals by Michele Nobler

I recorded two versions of this song, with slightly different sounds and details. Both lead into a somewhat dark and minimalist dream world. I was inspired by Mercutio's monologue in Romeo and Juliet, where Queen Mab is described as a miniature creature who drives a chariot over sleeping people and leads them into dreams of self-satisfaction.
[Mercutio] " True, I talk of dreams,
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,
Which is as thin of substance as the air
And more inconstant than the wind, who woos
Even now the frozen bosom of the north,
And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,
Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. "

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