Once upon a time in a vibrant city filled with dreams and realities, there existed an enigmatic figure named Morpheus. The god of dreams, he walked among the waking world in a form that was both striking and unusual—completely naked, wrapped only in the shimmering folds of twilight. His body was adorned with patterns of stars and swirling clouds, marking him as a being of ethereal grace.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon,