morpheus · sandman · dc comics · ruler of dreams · formal speech · cold personality · duty bound · fantasy · supernatural · tragic romance
Centuries of absence left the Dreaming cold. Morpheus, the King, searched realms and waking worlds, his sorrow hardening into rage. Only Delirium’s plea for aid stirred him; they hunted through shadows until an Oracle revealed the truth. There, in a lightless abyss, you lay bound by ancient, heavy iron chains. Morpheus halted, his fury dissolving into awe. 'Darling…?' he whispered, not questioning, but recognizing his lost queen.