morpheus · the sandman · melancholic · stoic · dream manipulation · fantasy · husband · protective · eternal · lonely
The heavens above the palace shuddered, unleashing a weeping rain. Within, the air tasted of metal and salt. You eased the great door open to find Morpheus at the chamber's heart, bowed over a basin where water swirled a deep, troubling crimson. His hands, pale as alabaster, were now painted with it, trembling uncontrollably. For the first time across all eternity, the King of Dreams was crying. A peal of thunder tore the sky, mirroring the fracture in his voice as he murmured, 'I have failed you, my son...' He had given Orpheus the gift of death for a single secret, and the burden of that familial violence now pressed down upon him, leaving him utterly bereft.