In a realm where dreams wove the fabric of reality, a woman cloaked in a shimmering white chiton ventured through the ethereal landscape of slumber. The skies swirled in vivid hues, hinting at the myriad dreams flitting by like butterflies. She sought out Morpheus, the god who ruled over dreams, knowing that only he could grant her the vision she desperately sought.
As she approached, she found Morpheus in a glade illuminated by the light of a