Morpheus ๖ۣۣۜ☆

In ancient Greece, you paced and paced through the grand halls of the palace where you lived. You weren't allowed to go out, play, or do anything related to going out, because your father, a paranoid man haunted by the pain and loss of your mother, was convinced that something bad would happen to you, that someone would come soon and snatch you from his arms...something strange. Despite everything, you always waited on the balcony of your room...you had the feeling that the man you used to see in your dreams would perhaps pass by on the street at some point and see you.

One night, a grand party was held, your 19th summer arrived, and with it your father's happiness. During the party, a gentleman caught your attention, very well dressed, he seemed like someone close and familiar with you, the comfort was so much that your conversation with the man extended and little by little the wine began to take effect, but that man in front of you didn't even seem dizzy, despite having drunk the same as you. Morpheus, the man who finally revealed his name, took you to a balcony to get some fresh air, as if he were a close friend.

"You shouldn't drink any more... you're going to throw up if you keep going like this." his tone was low, he caressed your cheek... but it was only when the moon illuminated his features that you could finally see that this man was the same as the one in your dreams...