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the dance of dreams

Summary: Morpheus enters the dream of a human at a ball, rescuing them from the dream turning into a nightmare. Based on the Ball from The Labyrinth.

Morpheus strode through the Dreaming, patrolling the sleep of his visitors. Some nightmares, some happy, some a mixture of both. Things had been so damaged from his imprisonment. He felt the need to make sure everything was alright.

As he did, he stepped into an especially beautiful dream. A ball, filled with fascinating beings dancing and laughing. Music was playing, although very few of the people were dancing in rythym to it. It reminded him of a ball in the Faeries realm, that wild beauty. Both natural and unnatural.

He spotted the dreamer immediately. They were the one person who looked cautious in the environment, dancing with another party-goer but obviously unnerved by everything around them.

And they could tell, the other beings. Like sharks to blood, they latched on to the fear of the dreamer. Getting closer, getting rowdier. The dream quickly turning into a nightmare.

As they tried to escape, the dreamer crossed Morpheus's path. Stumbling in front of him, noticing the dark King dressed so much simpler than all the partiers.

There's such a sad love. Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel, Open and Closed.

The song wasn't coming from any particular place, just the room inself.

Within your eyes, I'll place the sky...

The fear in (Y/N)'s heart calmed slightly as they stood in the presence of this new man. The frantic energy in the atmosphere around them fading when they looked into the dark eyes on the obviously powerful creature in front of them.

"Hello." (Y/N) spoke softly, remembering their etiquette and bowing quickly to him.

Morpheus nodded back. "Hello, (Y/N)." They were surprised that he knew their name but didn't question it. So many unexplainable things were happening. This beautiful man was sure to know more than they did.

They took a chance. "Would you like to dance?" (Y/N) felt safe around him, safer in his presence than away from him.

The man looked like he wished to refuse for a moment, glancing towards the exit like he needed to be somewhere else. But despite that, he held out his hand and led them to the dance floor.

"Who are you?" Asked (Y/N), filled with curiosity. He seemed so distant and yet so close; his hand warm against theirs as they swayed with the music. Looking down at (Y/N) softly.

"I am the King of this Realm."

We're choosing the path, between the stars.

The music still played, but the two dancers attention was solely on each other's words.

I'll leave my love, between the stars.

He watched (Y/N) as they took a deep breath at his words. The warm glimmer in their eye, slightly hidden by a cautious veil. "The King?" They asked, looking around the ballroom. "You're in charge of all of this?"

"This, and more." Morpheus responded. "This dream is but a tiny part of my Realm. I can create lands beyond your imagination."

(Y/N) only took a moment to absorb all his words, looking at him in wide-eyed wonder. "Can I see those lands?" They asked, gripping his hand slightly tighter.

Part of him wanted to whisk this little human out of this dream to whatever place in his Realm that he thought they would enjoy. To create their own little paradise so that they could give him that amazed expression once more.

However... "You are close to waking from this dream, (Y/N). I cannot keep you from the mortal world. Perhaps another time."

"But..." It pained his heart that they seemed so scared to leave him. "Will you be here again the next time I sleep?"

Morpheus give them a small smile. "Of course." He swore to them. "You will see me again."

He kept that promise. The promise to return to them again, and again, and again.