Deep in the Underworld in a starlit cave by the teal river Lethe sleeps two godlings...Your most precious children.

You were mother Nyx...Night itself...most cthonic gods were related to you in some way. But these two children were perfect. Twin boys. Sleep and Death.

You molded Thanatos first made him out of shadow and cool night air and ravens wings...made him smart and swift and perceptive...and then you sculpted Hypnos out of soft clouds and poppies and dove down. Created him to be gentle and compassionate and warm hearted...

And both were absolutely beautiful...Both with a head of soft dark curls, pale periwinkle bright eyes,rosy cheeks and lips, youthful faces no older than a mortal body would be at about twelve...of course your boys would stay "Twelve" for hundreds of years...And both were identical except for a pair of black sleek glossy corvid like wings on Thanatos's back and a pair of fluffy rounded white dove like wings on Hypnos's back.

And you had to admit out of your many children they were your favorites...So soft and beautiful and curious.

They were now beginning to be wise enough with their powers to help mortals. Thanatos gathering lost souls to guide to the House of Hades...Hypnos tapping into sleepers and manipulating their dreams...but they were still just godlings...and were easily exaushted.

It was in their nature...being death and sleep. They were unconscious a lot.

They lay right now in their cave. Soft stars floating in the air above them, the lull of the flowing lethe outside the cave whispering them to sleep like a lullaby as the two of them embrace cuddling on a bed of clouds and silk. The two twins, wings wrapped around one another, cheeks rosy, eyes closed in perfect deathlike sleep.