#daniel hall (the sandman)

[buildoblivion]

ch-ch-changes

[bobbole]

Morpheus and Daniel - art by Bilquis Evely

[fishfingersandscarves]

daniel doodle

[joytherabbit]

[chrysanthemumskies]

dreams never die, only change shape.

[sonlikesleep]

Accidentally made them diptychs

[windsweptinred]

@marvagon per our conversation. 🤣😂🤣 Damn you and your galaxy brain. I'm never going to look at Daniel the same way again ...Him and his power shoulders. 9 till 5 is ruined for me. 😆

[ginnie-darling]

[rexwrendraws]

in which we wake

derivatively inspired by this post by @notallsandmen

[nathanwonderwolf]

Morpheus' transformation really happened, only he took Hope by the hand, not Death. Now his duties are distributed between Hob, who guards Dreaming and returns escaped dreams and nightmares, and also guards the minds of people in a coma, in Limbo and Daniel, who has become a Prince of Stories and is responsible for children's dreams. Morpheus is still the Lord of Dreams and Nightmares, he creates them, he sends them, but he no longer needs to control everything .

[illumi-nati-png]

And I'm askin' why lord

If this is how I die, lord

Why be left with no family and no friends?

Ooh

I've got no celebration

Just this consolation

Time eats all his children in the end

-The Ballad Of Jane Doe

[bobbole]

Daniel and Lucien - art by Nick Robles

[fishfingersandscarves]

old gods / new gods

[subjecting-dream-to-the-horrors]

The solar eclipse or something idk anything about the sun.

[amones]

“Here, shatter the cage of your past.”

[writing-for-life]

About Black Mirrors…

We are reading Collectors in our community, and although I have read the Sandman probably more times than is advisable, I can never get over the words when Dream is unmaking the Corinthian, and how they exactly mirror Morpheus’ own unravelling…

Until now, you have all sustained fantasies in which you are the maltreated heroes of your own stories…

…in which, ultimately, you are shown to be in the right…

No more…

For this is my judgment on you, that you shall know, at all times, and forever, exactly what you are…

The next time I make you, you shall not be so petty, little dream…

I’m awful, I know…