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Morpheus x female!reader [[The Sandman]]

Home is the people, not the Place

It had been over a century by now. Over a century of not hearing anything from him. He had promised it wouldn't take long, merely a day to travel to Berlin to catch the Rouge Nightmare, who called himself the Corinthian.
But he hadn't returned since, nor had Jessamy. Most of the residents of the Dreaming had left. I couldn't blame them, this realm was not the same without his king. It withered away, while he wasn't there.
But even after Fiddlers Green had left, we stayed. Lucienne and me. We were the only one's remaining in a realm so empty, that it was almost dead.

"My Lady"

It was Lucienne, who's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
I turned around and smiled at her sadly, before stepping down the stairs in front of the Throne. The palace was once beautiful and full of life, but now it was empty and silent.

"How are you doing today, Lucienne?", I asked, as I reached her.
"I am quite alright, thank you My Lady", She smiled as we wandered through the empty halls. I peeked around the corner, where the library once was, but it had been gone for years.
"He will return", Lucienne said, as she noticed my sad expression.
"I know, my friend. But I can't bear thinking of how much longer it might take", I sighed.
Lucienne opened her mouth to reply, as a jolt drove through the palace.
Lucienne grabbed my hand to not loose balance.

"What was that?", I mumbled and looked around.
"I don't know where it came from", Lucienne stated and also looked around.
I grabbed both of her shoulders and looked her into the eyes:"You go check the gardens and I will search the Palace"

She only nodded before squeezing my hand one more time and then hastily leaving the palace.
I turned back around and started looking through the various remaining rooms of the palace. I didn't find anything. Nothing had change. Apart from a few vases that had fallen over due to the shake, everything remained the same.

As I entered the throne room again, I was only met with more broken Pillars and roof beams.
I cursed under my breath, before running up to the throne to see if it was in tact.
I gently touched the wooden material and let my fingers wander down the backrest.

I stepped back, as I started hearing voices.
Confused, I turned around and slowly stepped down the stairs.
I backed off, as the huge Doors in front of me opened. I couldn't belive what I saw in front of me.
There was of course Lucienne, but she had a big smile on her face, because next her was none other than Dream the Endless himself. Morpheus, the Sandman, Ruler of the Dreaming. He had returned.

A smile rose to me face, as he slowly stepped closer to me. He gingerly reached out for my hands, intertwining his fingers with mine. His skin was cool and pale as always. It felt like nothing had changed, like he hadn't been lost for the last century, like he had never been away.

"My beautiful Queen", Dream murmured and I looked up at him. He raised his hand to carefully caress my face. I leaned into his touch and closed my eyes, as I felt a tear slip down my face.
I had missed his touch, his gentle hands, holding mine so softly.
I put my hand on top of his and opened my eyes.
Dream was smiling sadly:"I am sorry"
"Don't be", I replied and stepped even closer to him, "It is not your fault"
"But I wasn't there for you, I wasnt there for my realm and I am sorry. Our home... It has withered away"

I carefully searched his eyes to see if he was serious. I didn't find any doubt, so I gently pulled him into a hug. His arms encircled my waisted and I pulled him closer. I felt him burry his head in the crook of my neck, his spicky hair gently tickling my skin.

"Dream", I mumbled and cautiously ran my fingers through his hair, "My home...our home, it is not the palace, or the place. It is the people, it Is You, it is Lucienne, the Dreams, your Brothers and Sisters."

Dream slowly parted from me and I took his hand:"Home is the People, not the Place. And now that you have returned, I am home"
He smiled gently before pulling me closer to himself.
"Home",he mumbled, before he leaned down and kissed me tenderly. His lips were soft and it felt like the day we had kissed for the first time, so long ago. It felt like fireworks. Like my whole body stopped working and the only thing that mattered was him.

We parted and I smiled at him:"Home"















A/N: Ya'll , i am sorry, i thought i uploaded this last sunday, looks like I didn't, so here it is, Tomorrow, I will upload as well of course lmao

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