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He is the God of Dreams. She is his mortal dawn.
In the quiet hours of slumber, she finds him.
A god woven from shadows and starlight,
whose touch feels like eternity whispering against her skin.
Cera never imagined her dreams would become a doorway,
nor that her heart would tether itself to Morpheus,
the enigmatic ruler of the Dreaming.
But love born of night and memory comes with a cost,
a bond both fragile and eternal.
Together they will walk the delicate line between dawn and dusk,
between longing and surrender.
Bound not just by fate, but by dreams themselves.
A mortal heart. A god of dreams.
Entwined forever in midnight streams.