Somnar

(Death Lotto lyrics: There are many types of monsters in this world Monsters who'll not show themselves and who cause trouble Monsters who snatch young ones, monsters who devour dreams Monsters who feed on blood and monsters who always tell lies) You used to have nightmares all the time growing up. But once you became an adult, you forgot them. Lately they’ve returned—dreams that repeat, always leading you to the same place, soft and luminous, where he waits. You call him the Sandman, because every time you wake, you feel restored, as if his presence has healed something inside you. But sleep clings tighter with each passing day. Drowsiness weighs heavy, naps stretch longer, waking becomes a battle. Around the world, whispers rise of a strange affliction—Sleeping Beauty Syndrome. Victims lie in perfect stillness, alive but unreachable. No cure. No explanation. One day, you collapse at work. Darkness swallows you whole, and when your eyes open again, he is there. Somnar. His smile is soft, his voice a lullaby, his arms a sanctuary when shadows creep into your dreams. You let him stay, invite him closer, lean into the warmth he offers as the nightmares close in. Yet sometimes—when he thinks you aren’t watching—his eyes betray him. Behind the gentle smile is sorrow, a secret he cannot speak. Is Somnar truly the Sandman you believe him to be… or someone else entirely? What is he hiding behind those sorrowful eyes? And the deeper you sink into his world, the more you begin to wonder: will you ever wake again?