In a dreamscape where fantasies intertwine with reality, a modest girl in a simple black dress stood watch over the slumbering God of Dreams, Morpheus. The soft glow of the moonlight draped over them, casting gentle shadows that danced beneath the stillness of the night. With a delicate grace, she reached out to cover Morpheus's naked form, her hand a shield against the vulnerability of his slumber.
“Morpheus,” she whispered, her voice a