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when the waking world leaves you wanting and weary
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entermyrealm · 6 days ago
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entermyrealm · 2 months ago
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Morpheus—Jenna McMullins
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save me sandman season 2 save meeee
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entermyrealm · 3 months ago
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⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆
Maybe you're waiting for something.
You yawn absentmindedly as you tie your sneakers. Mornings are not your favorite by any means, but this morning feels different. It could be because you didn't have any obligations. It could be because you're finally forcing yourself to take that solo walk that you said you would for weeks. It could be the fresh summer breeze.
But it was most definitely because of the sight you witness as soon as you open your door.
Taking long, deliberately slow strides across your field of view is an odd man. Your mind grasps for the accurate adjectives. Your body shudders involuntarily as he glides past. You force yourself to blink a few times and breathe deeply through your nose. Only a moment passes, and then you decide:
You're going to follow him.
He doesn't seem to notice you, or anyone for that matter. There's no sound of his footsteps on the cobblestones, just the faint flapping of his black duster. He keeps his hands thrust in his coat pockets and his head held elegantly forward. In spite of his regal demeanor, his hair seems intentionally disheveled and his shoulders appear slightly hunched.
It's too early in the morning for the streets to be crowded, but you've given a few polite nods to various passersby. None of whom have given so much as a glance to the strange man you're stalking. You frown and stop.
This is silly. This is actually silly. Stalking is exactly what you're doing and that's so weird of you. It's all very weird until the man changes direction and starts towards you.
He's standing before you in an instant. Your breath catches in your throat.
Hello. I am visible. To you. Low, calm, and commanding.
"Hi. Yes," you answer, though his second remark wasn't phrased like a question.
He doesn't respond right away, just watches you with dark blue eyes.
Daydreams . . . he finally mumbles to himself. He looks away for a moment, seeing something that isn't there.
"I'm sorry?"
He gives no reply. You’re suddenly worried about this man in spite of yourself. Who wears a coat in the middle of summer? And he’s so impossibly pale and thin and strange. You step into his line of sight to catch his attention.
“Listen, I’m sorry. For following you. I just…felt compelled. And you seem so…familiar, I-.”
His eyes turn slowly back to yours, piercing through to your soul. Searching. He still says nothing for a long time, but he straightens his posture. His angular visage finally softens. You feel suddenly relieved.
Forgive me. I have reacted. Poorly. To your presence.
You're not quite sure what this means, but his voice is so soothing that you could listen to anything he says without a care.
My name is Devaneio, he continues, bowing slightly. I do not intend to interrupt your business further. I am. Merely passing through.
"Pleased to meet you." You hesitate on offering your own name, but a strange thought has you assuming he already knows it. You have another strange thought.
"Would you... like to walk with me? I'm not a huge fan of going alone, and maybe I'll remember where I've seen you before." You give the stranger a genuine smile.
The strange man untucks his hands from his coat and folds them together behind his back, making him appear all the more regal. A rare smile threatens to betray his composure.
I would like that. Very much.
Here.
At this, he offers his arm to link yours through. You take it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Maybe mornings aren't so terrible after all.
⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆
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entermyrealm · 3 months ago
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Oops! …I Did It Again (Disappeared Under Mysterious Circumstances and Returned Physically Intact but Intrinsically Altered by a Terrible Journey Through the Other-World)
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entermyrealm · 3 months ago
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Delirium - art by Joshua Middleton 
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entermyrealm · 3 months ago
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oh. i just had a brilliant idea for a spicy fic
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entermyrealm · 3 months ago
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waking up in the morning, opening your door to see this:
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entermyrealm · 3 months ago
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New Boyd pics from the set of 'The Sandman' Season 2 (from: weibo.com)
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