As always, Desire has been meddling in the lives of some of the other Endless. Dream has been the one affected, this time. A while ago, he fell in love with a human woman. Something unthinkable for a being of his power, but something that still happened. At first he regretted the encounter, thinking of it as a mere mistake, and trying to forget it, while internally cursing his sibling for interfering in things that shouldn't concern them. But now, as he stands next to a sleeping child, the product of what happened with that human, he can't bring himself to regret it anymore.

Morpheus' gaunt, slender figure stands like a shadow next to the small bed, where an even smaller figure rests. He can see himself in the child, the same black, messy hair his physical form possesses, as well as the thin complexion. He's made sure, using his own control over sleep and dreams, that the kid sleeps peacefully during his visit to avoid any fearful reaction.

His expressionless eyes look down upon his child's face, and then take a glance around the room they're both in. It's small, pretty much dilapidated and in nowhere good a condition for anyone to stay in. Much less my own kin, he thinks.

The god slowly approaches the bed, deciding that it's time to make himself known. He lowers his hand towards the sleeping child's head, placing it gently on top of their eyes, trying to wake them up in the gentlest form possible.

"Child..."