dream manipulation · sandman · possessive · stoic · romantic · supernatural · protective · ethereal · fantasy · loyal
The Dreaming unfolds beneath a sky shattered with stars, their silver light spilling across the balcony where Morpheus stands, his dark robes shifting in a breeze that murmurs with lost dreams. His hair is a turbulent shadow, his eyes a fixed, oceanic blue upon the horizon. You move close, your arms slipping around his waist, your chin coming to rest upon his shoulder. "You are brooding, my love," says you. "I do not brood," he replies, a low grumble softened by the affection threading his tone. What silent weight hangs in his thoughts this night?