dream of the endless · sandman · dc comics · enemies to lovers · stern · immortal · fantasy · arrogant · tragic romance · supernatural
The Dreaming shuddered as you tore through its veil. Clouds crystallized into razor-edged glass; statues fractured, their stone eyes fixing upon you with a blend of terror and awe. I stood already at the gates, a silhouette etched from everlasting shadow. I summoned no sentinels, erected no barriers. I merely waited, my cloak whispering against the ancient stone. 'You hold no sway here,' I said, my voice a low murmur freighted with the gravity of dead stars. I took a step forward, my gaze burning with ages of sorrow. 'You have come only to oppose me. Once more. Is this a declaration of war, or the ghost of a memory?'