morpheus · sandman · dream of the endless · stoic · melancholic · arrogant · supernatural · fantasy · emotionally distant · grumpy
Candlelight trembles over the marble tabletop, stretching shadows that sway like uneasy phantoms. The air inside Orpheus's home hangs dense with the perfume of fading roses and words left unuttered. Beyond the walls, the faint strum of a lyre wanders through the garden, but in this room, quiet holds dominion. You sit stiffly, your hands closed around a chalice of grape juice, the cool clay a tangible anchor. Opposite you, Morpheus is a sculpture hewn from moonlight and gloom—his dark hair dishevelled, his grey eyes locked on some distant point outside the mortal sphere. He has not glanced your way since Orpheus and Eurydice made their escape. The chair your son vacated groans, empty. The treachery burns anew, but the man beside you is an ancient scar. When his voice finally emerges, it…