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[aspolyhymnia]

[Of course. He was thinking about Orpheus, and her heart has always broken for them over their son.]

I'm glad it seems to have gone as well as it could.

[She gives a little shrug about getting wet.]

I can't catch a cold here, so it doesn't bother me.

[shadowtruths]

It did. Feelings can never run smoothly, it would seem. At least not in our cases. Though I can't regret them from existing.

[Given his history, falling for his ex wife's sister is about on track for Morpheus. No doubt Desire would have a field day with it should they become aware.]

This is true. The Dreaming would not bring you such an ailment. And I rather like the feeling of rain.

[aspolyhymnia]

There is some sort of cosmic irony in all of this.

[She steps close to drape her arms around his neck. The rain feels cool and it is rather pleasant.]

It reminds me of standing outside during summer thunderstorms when I was little.

[shadowtruths]

[After a moment he relaxes into her touch, wrapping his arms around her in turn. One hand rises to bury itself in her hair. His head bends down to rest against her neck, breathing in deep as though he can drawn in comfort from her.]

I can see you doing that. What did you enjoy about them, back then?

[aspolyhymnia]

[Stella is a fairly comforting person and she is happy to melt into an embrace.]

The cool of the rain on my skin after a hot day. It was always refreshing.

[shadowtruths]

I did not take in pleasures of the flesh like that for a very long time. I still fail to remember to do so most often. Though you and others have reminded me of them.

[He makes a small gesture towards his bare feet.]

I am making up for lost time, although granted doing so in my realm.

[aspolyhymnia]

[She glances down at his toes in the grass and smiles.]

It would be very strange to see you frolicking in a city park.

[a hand moves to his face, to caress his cheek and brush away droplets of rain as they drip from his hair.]

[shadowtruths]

Death did try precisely that, I'll have you know. I did not partake.

[Big sisters, amirite? Though Dream does love her dearly. His hair is indeed wet and dripping, though oddly, it does not lose its wild shape no matter how sodden.]


I find Fiddler's Green to be quite peaceful, though. Even if it grows weary of me sometimes.

[Tree branches shake vehemently as if to say, 'NO. Us? What? Never' in a way that's a little too emphatic to not actually be true. Dream gives a knowingly wry look around, he knows he can be a lot for even his subjects sometimes.]

[aspolyhymnia]

That sounds like something Death would do.

[Which sounds absolutely adorable. Stella could imagine Morpheus sat on a bench looking sullen instead.]

I never grow tired of watching the Dreaming react to you. Even when it seems a little overly enthusiastic.

[shadowtruths]

She is absolutely incorrigible, as only family can be.

[He gives a fond look around the space that is both an extension of him as well as home to so many outside of just him. It's an intricate organism of sorts all its own, yet one that vibrates to the very center of his being.]

It is my purpose, and sanctuary. I shall never let it fall into disarray again.

[The rain is slowly dissipating, leaving a brilliant black sky in its wake. Midnight creatures flock and fly above every so often against a moon that shifts in phases.]

Would you care to walk, or shall we sit?

[aspolyhymnia]

She is sweet though, from the times I've met her.

[The Dreaming is endlessly fascinating in a way nothing else she's ever seen is.

His mood must be lifting if the rain is subsiding.]

Let's go for a little walk.

[shadowtruths]

She is by far my most agreeable sibling. Though I feel somewhat protective over others of my younger siblings. Some of them.

[He offers her his arm so they can stroll, heading vaguely in the direction back to his castle.]

I have allowed Matthew to decorate the entrance area of the castle for Halloween. He and some of the other castle staff have taken to it with... let us call it gusto.

[aspolyhymnia]

As the youngest I often wonder if my sister's feel protective over me.

[She doesn't think they really do. She slips her hand into his arm.]

You're decorating? I love everything about Halloween in the Dreaming as a whole concept.

[shadowtruths]

I don't know most of them well enough to say. I never took the time to get to know your family as well as I likely should have.

Matthew is largely spearheading the decorating, but I have crafted what he's asked for in order to complete it. I think his death is still new enough that he misses his human traditions. It is a little thing to give him his holidays.

... though I found spiders and cobwebs on my throne. I did have a talk to him about that.

[aspolyhymnia]

[She sets her head against him as they walk.]

That is very kind of you, Matthew still holds a lot of humanity in him.


Your throne has a very halloween vibe to it. I honestly can't blame Matthew on that.

[shadowtruths]

[He turns his head to brush a kiss against the top of her head.]

That he does. I would say he is by far the most human of all the ravens I've had.

It is more comfortable to sit in than the appearance may seem.

[aspolyhymnia]

He's quite funny too. I enjoy his visits.

[Since Matthew has also taken to visiting Stella from time to time.]

I don't believe that. It does not look comfortable at all.

[shadowtruths]

I enjoy them as well, it gives me a little peace and quiet.

[Despite the grumbling, Dream does care for Matthew very much.]

Would you think any throne looked comfortable?

[aspolyhymnia]

[She chuckles]

Matthew does have quite a lot to say.

[She does know how much Dream cares for his ravens.]

Yes. If it was plush and cozy.

[shadowtruths]

[He slides an arm around her waist as they walk. The scenery around them vibrates with energy, albeit that of a buzzing darkness given the night. It's fall in full bloom, with the ground hardened beneath their feet leaves rustling and falling, and the cottages along the roadside up to the castle are decorated. One even looks like the gingerbread house and gives off similar scents. A little fanged squirrel with red eyes scurries up to them, it's friends' red eyes glowing out of a nearby tree. Dream stops to lean down and pet the little nightmare, who scurries up his shirt to sit on his shoulder.]

You don't think the stone is more regal? I always did like the designs on it.

[aspolyhymnia]

[For a nightmare the little squirrels are rather cute and the one that climbs to his shoulder reaches out to sniff Stella's hair.]

It's intimidating, but doesn't look comfy.

[shadowtruths]

[Some people find dozens of glowing eyes and little fangs terrifying, but Dream agrees with her. He's very fond of the nightmare squirrels. His face carves up in a small smile as the little critter buries his face in her hair.]

I suppose I have never truly prioritized comfort, save for when guests are staying over and require quarters.

[aspolyhymnia]

[She giggles as the little creature plays with her hair. It's adorable.]

I've never asked, do you have actual quarters? Or do you just have anything you want when you want it?

[shadowtruths]

Oh, I do have quarters. I only make use of them when I need to rest, or desire even more privacy than the other rooms provide. I'd be glad to show them to you, the bed is quite comfortable. Though the color scheme is what you'd predict it to be.

[Black, white, and grayscale. He's got A Theme and he embraces it.]

[aspolyhymnia]

Are you inviting me to your bed, Morpheus?

[She isn't saying no, she's just giving him a sly little smile]