Disclaimer:I do not, unfortunetly, own any part of Sandman. If I did, I
would be writing a whole new series. And I would live ina manor. A very
creepy one. Anyway, read on, dear reader.
Abel
He was brooding. He was Lord Morpheus. Abel could tell. Again. Abel wondered what he was brooding about. While he was wondering, muttering and stuttering to himself, Cain pushes him. Again. Abel mutters, "w-wel-well h- here w-wuh-we g-go a-aga-again." He did not worry. Lord Morpheus was sure to revive him soon. Surely enough, he found himself in the House of Secrets about 10 minutes later. Merv, the "pu-pu-pumpp-pumpkin h-h-he-head", had come in to clean up the large mess of blood. Abel removed himself from the room to make cleaning easier for Merv. Leaving, he caught himself absently thinking about where to go. Ah, The answer was clear- he would visit Lord Morpheus at the Heart of Dreaming. "Huh-hello, uh, every-everybody." The hippogriff, wyvern, and unicorn looked at him, and with a slight informality bade him to enter. As he he padded through the dimly lit halls, he greeted Nuala, Cain... Cain? Abel passed him with several uncomfortable strides and finally entered the hall of Lord Morpheusus'. It was black, jet black, all black. Of course, Morpheus was not there, Lucky him.
next chapter shall be quite a bit better
please, review
Abel
He was brooding. He was Lord Morpheus. Abel could tell. Again. Abel wondered what he was brooding about. While he was wondering, muttering and stuttering to himself, Cain pushes him. Again. Abel mutters, "w-wel-well h- here w-wuh-we g-go a-aga-again." He did not worry. Lord Morpheus was sure to revive him soon. Surely enough, he found himself in the House of Secrets about 10 minutes later. Merv, the "pu-pu-pumpp-pumpkin h-h-he-head", had come in to clean up the large mess of blood. Abel removed himself from the room to make cleaning easier for Merv. Leaving, he caught himself absently thinking about where to go. Ah, The answer was clear- he would visit Lord Morpheus at the Heart of Dreaming. "Huh-hello, uh, every-everybody." The hippogriff, wyvern, and unicorn looked at him, and with a slight informality bade him to enter. As he he padded through the dimly lit halls, he greeted Nuala, Cain... Cain? Abel passed him with several uncomfortable strides and finally entered the hall of Lord Morpheusus'. It was black, jet black, all black. Of course, Morpheus was not there, Lucky him.
next chapter shall be quite a bit better
please, review