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forgotten_gods,
@ 2009-10-05 22:18:00

Who: Morpheus and Hypnos
What: A dream.
When: A night or two ago.
Where: Never-never land.

He opened his eyes and found himself on another planet. Mars, perhaps, judging by the rust-like color of the atmosphere. He took a breath, tasted the dryness of the air, and turned his head to survey the scene. There was nothing but barren, red desert—a rolling expanse of crimson as far as the eye could see. The sky above was crystal clear, littered with a hypnotizing array of constellations.

It was beautiful... among other things.

“Weird,” he said, slipping his hand into his pocket for a cigarette—a movement driven more by more muscle memory than addiction. He stood for a moment, considering his surroundings, before lighting up and inhaling the acrid smoke.

With slow, deliberate steps, he began to walk toward the horizon, thin wisps of smoke trailing behind him as he went. The scarlet sand was soft and pliant beneath his feet, and it reminded him of summer... the beach and the breeze. The air here was still—so still that there was almost a weight to it, as if it was a tangible thing.

He continued to walk for what might have been minutes, hours—time becoming immeasurable as it often does in dreams. After what felt like a reasonable amount of time, he sank down onto the sand and tilted his head to observe the stars. It was a pleasant dream, really. Quiet and tranquil, and yet... he felt the need for something more.

“Morpheus,” he whispered, breathing the name out like a request. “I could use some company.”

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