Was it worth the wait or what? A flying dragon-frog gazes into the sunset. His eyes shine with a human radiance--or, in my version, embryos on fire. He exhales noisily and apologizes for his lack of tail. I considered whether I should paint him giving birth to a passel of jelly eggs midair, because I wanted to keep the midair birth theme going as long as I could, but the jelly eggs I managed to produce failed to meet my finicking standards of realism.