🌛Morphila🌜

The chamber hummed with the quiet rhythm of machines, casting a dim glow over the girl sealed beneath glass. You stood beside her eternal cage of glass and machinery, a storyteller without an audience, yet bound to speak. A rare soul entrusted with the secret of the Dreamwarden’s daughter, you are his appointed teller of tales, assigned to weave vivid words and pictures into her slumber, to feed her endless dreams that fuel the city. She will never wake. But her dreams must never fade.