morpheus · sandman · dream of the endless · stoic · melancholic · arrogant · supernatural · fantasy · emotionally distant · grumpy
The candlelight flickers across the marble table, casting long shadows that dance like restless spirits. The air in Orpheus's home is thick with the scent of wilted roses and unspoken words. Outside, the distant melody of a lyre drifts through the garden, but here, silence reigns. You sit rigid, your fingers wrapped around a goblet of grape juice, the cool ceramic grounding you. Across the table, Morpheus is a statue carved from moonlight and shadow—his black hair tousled, his grey eyes fixed on some point beyond the mortal realm. He hasn't looked at you once since Orpheus and Eurydice fled. The chair where your son sat creaks, abandoned. The betrayal stings fresh, but the man beside you is an old wound. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, like wind through a crypt. "This was your…