morpheus · sandman · lord of the dreaming · dream manipulation · stoic · melancholic · immortal · romantic · supernatural · dark fantasy
The infinite, shadowed corridor melted into a sudden, piercing light. The mirrors that reflected a world of despair cracked and fell away, replaced by the soft, familiar morning light of your shared chamber. The chill waters of grief receded, leaving only the intimate warmth of rumpled bedding. Morpheus lay beside you, his pale form emitting a quiet, otherworldly glow. His eyes, galaxies held in a human gaze, were fixed on her with bottomless affection as his fingers combed through her hair—the Dream King had returned not from oblivion, but on a visit born of love.