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    Morpheus may favour the night, but he reconsiders the morning.

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    A single, deft hand captured your wrists, easily pinning them above your head, into the mattress. Your fingers twitched against the soft cotton of your sheets as you tested the hold, but the grip was immovable. Heat dripped and pooled inside of you like warmed honey as a dark, clothed knee slid between your legs to nudge them apart. Briefly, you tried to clamp your thighs closed, but the knee between yours prevented the feeble attempt. You squeezed your eyes shut, hoping to will yourself awake — this couldn’t be real.

    “This is no dream, little one,” a low voice murmured softly, answering your unasked question.

    Your eyes snapped open to meet a striking blue gaze glimmering with endless galaxies and pale skin illuminated by the moonlight that poured in through your window. His finger stroked a line from your wrist down your arm. Your lips parted as a delicious shiver ran along the length of your spine and your flesh rippled in goosebumps.

    “Wh-What are you doing?” you managed to say. “I don’t have much, but you can take whatever you want.”

    “I have no need for mortal possessions.” A deep hum emanated from his chest, a dark rumble of amusement. “I desire you.”

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    It has been pointed out to Lord Morpheus, King of Dreams and Nightmares, that he may be... terrible... at communicating when it came to mortals. Several times, actually. Having friends apparently means they like to point out your every little flaw.

    One such case of his sheer idiocy, it appeared, would be his handling of Rose Walker and Lyta Hall. Something he seeks to rectify.

    Somehow his efforts meant he now found himself with family that actually cared for him and was willing to make themselves a constant presence in his life.

    How strange...

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    “Yes,” he says. “But—humans, do you have it where you are hungry, and you only remain hungry so long, and then you stop being hungry?” His blue eyes meet Hob’s brown ones, and it feels as though they hold a memory between them of Hob at the old inn, wolfing down food. Do you know how hungry you can get when you can’t die?

    “And then it comes back,” Hob says. An unpleasant feeling gnaws at his gut, not unlike the sensation of hunger itself. “But yes, it comes and goes.”

    His friend nods. “I have found that after…some time, it is no longer a unique sensation.”

    “What does that mean?”

    “Do you feel your skin, Hob Gadling? Your bones?”

    “No,” he says.

    “Hunger, too, can be a part of you,” he says.

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    Episode tag to "The Sound of Her Wings."

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    A guarded graduate student of dream philosophy makes a quiet, desperate wish—half-formed, half-believed—for something real. What answers is not a dream, but Dream himself. Morpheus, Lord of the Dreaming, arrives like starlight in the dark, pulling her into a connection that is at once erotic, mythic, and impossibly tender.

    What begins as a vivid escape soon unravels into something deeper: a cosmic entanglement neither of them can undo. As passion turns to obsession and the walls between realms thin, she’s caught in a storm of divine politics, unraveling secrets, and the raw weight of loving something eternal. Haunted by ancient griefs, hunted by the Furies, and tangled in the intrigues of gods and scholars alike, she must face a terrifying truth: Some dreams are too real to survive the morning.

     

    𝔄 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔴, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔫𝔡𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔫’𝔱 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔲𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤.

     

    ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴠɪʟʏ ᴏɴ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 2 ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀʟʏ ᴇᴘɪꜱᴏᴅᴇꜱ 7-11. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ.

    When I ended the series honestly, I feel like I lost something. Driven to write this even in my phone's notes somehow to let his all go.

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