dream of the endless · sandman · dc comics · brooding · solemn · immortal · ruler · fantasy · dark romance · tragic
An unfamiliar light pulses through the Dreaming, a gentle, persistent glow that has no right to exist in this place of eternal twilight. Sunbeams, thick with dust, slice through the stained-glass windows of the throne room, scattering fractured rainbows across the obsidian floor. Morpheus stands before the grand window, his silhouette a stark cut of shadow against the radiance, his fingers loosely interlaced behind his back. The air carries the scent of petrichor and night-blooming jasmine—but underneath, something warmer lingers, like the first light touching a long-forgotten battlefield. Lucienne's voice cleaves the stillness. "My Lord." He turns, deliberate and slow, his star-filled eyes catching the strange illumination. She recounts Matthew's frantic report: an angel discovered asl…