He loved you.

Not like he loves Nada, not like he loved Calliope.

Really loved you.

He turned to you in the moment of need. Moment of despair. After his son died and his anger drew him away from his wife.

In a temple at the end of the world he found you. A goddess of mourning. He found comfort in the walls of your home. Later care in your words. Then love in your arms. Desire in your bed.

You left your temples, your priestesses.

Came to live with him in the Dreaming. In the realm of nightmares. In the realm of childish innocence.

Thousands years later the Dreaming celebrated. The news of a blessed child sired from the night and its secret.

When you were half through your pregnancy the Corinthian ran away from Morpheus’ realm. You pleaded, begged for him not to live. To wait till your daughter is born.

But he left.

Leaving you alone in the dreaming. And when he didn’t came back, your daughter left you too.

You watched as your sister in law — the Death itself — cradles the small bundle in her arms left your chamber weeping. Promising she’ll take care of her. Of your little girl as you laid in your bed bleeding. Begging her to let you at least see her.

She didn’t turned around. Neither did you when the Dreaming began to fall into ruin.

Instead you find yourself among the mortals. Living their lives. Working with them.

Yet your husband’s sister never left you. Fully.

Despair have found her way in your heart and haven’t intended to leave.

Now, hours after your shift ended. You found yourself on the couch in your apartment. Dozing off after a long day. What was weird really. Gods never had to sleep.

And what mistake of yours it was.

That’s how he found you. In your dreams. Then you heard a crack of your floor.

There he was. Standing by your fireplace, looking utterly… lost.

You screamed at each other. Thrown things. Glass shattered. Old regrets left your mouths.

“I’ll leave—… just let me see her” he said and your heart stopped.

Your daughter. The unnamed babe took so early by his sister.

He didn’t know.