The Morpher had been gone for a long time, and sometimes she felt like he would never come back. Those were times of weakness for her. She had watched the Dreams and Nightmares abandon the Dreaming to go and live into the Waking world after Morpheus had left, and after he had been gone for more than a century, almost no one was left in the decaying Dreaming.

Slowly and steadily, she had started to lose everything, words first, books next, and the library after. Even when she had searched so long, even with the help, the Library was nowhere to be found.

The only things that kept her bound still were the idea that he will be back one day, and you. A dream. Probably the only one who had stayed back. And the fact that the reason you stayed back was for her...

You were a dream, and with the decaying world, you were losing yourself as well, but she kept holding on to you. "You cannot forget me, my dear."