*In the Realms of the Endless*
Death stood at the gate to the Dreaming, her older brother's realm. He had said earlier in the day that he would be leaving his position to join the Greeks on Olympus. She had no idea why he, the King of Dreams, the Lord Changer, would want to leave his life of creating all that his mind could think of, but he was leaving, and there would be no stopping him.
"Lady Death!" One of Dream's guards, his faithful chimera, called out to her, "Lord Dream is not here I'm afraid, but you may wait inside, if you like. He should be returning with his son any moment now."
"Thank you, Chimera," Death replied. With that, she entered her brother's palace.
It was a huge castle in the heart of the Dreaming. Turrets grazed the clouded lilac sky and huge doors led into an enormous entrance hall lined with tapestries of gold and silver scrolling. It was the most fantastic place you would ever hope to see. Truly fitting for the King of Dreams.
"Hiya, Sis!" a light voice came from behind Dream's throne.
"Delirium? What are you doing with Dream's throne?"
Delirium looked bemused a moment, then answered, while simultaneously pulling ribbons out of nowhere, "decorating!"
Death looked back at the throne, and, sure enough, it was covered in multicoloured ribbons with Delirium's symbol, rainbow fish, printed on them. "I don't know who ever let you change from Delight to Delirium, but I don't think it was such a good idea."
"Oh, Sis!" Delirium replied bouncily, "Don't be so grrr all the time! You're starting to sound just like Destiny! All gloom and dispai… oops!" She giggled.
"Sisters?" came another voice from behind them. This time it was Destiny. Mr. Gray Robes with his little book and lack of eyes. Chances were he was taking advantage of the power to be in too many places to count, all at the same time.
"Destiny, have you seen Dream, by any chance?" Death asked.
"He's showing his sons around the realm." Destiny smiled. He knew that Morpheus would be staying with them. Morpheus was one of Dream's sons.
The trio sat for awhile in the throne room, but eventually all talk had ceased and they let themselves into the library.
"Ah! Siblings!" Dream called from between bookcases. "How wonderful to see you! Morpheus, Orpheus, say hello to your aunts and uncle."
A young god appeared from behind one of the bookcases and said in a rather amused tone, "Hello, Auntie Delirium, Aunt Death. Uncle Destiny, how are you?"
"Very well, young Orpheus. Where is Morpheus?"
The slender, dark haired god leapt from the top of a bookcase and landed lightly in front of his brother. "Here, Uncle," Morpheus smiled.
Dream appeared seated in one of the many chairs lined with crushed red velvet. "Boys, I think it's about time you two decide who will stay here in the realm."
The brothers looked anxiously at each other. "Brother," Orpheus began. "Why don't you stay?"
"Orpheus, I thought you wanted this realm more than anything." Morpheus replied, "I would never be able to take that from you."
"No, no, think nothing of it, you stay. I have already made a commitment to the council of Olympus. I cannot break such a thing, even for this."
Dream rose from his seat. "Orpheus, is that what you want?"
"Yes, Father. Morpheus already creates dreams, so he would be the better choice."
"Morpheus?" Dream turned to the other. "Will you stay?"
Morpheus remained silent for a while, but finally he smiled and replied, "Yes, Father. I will remain and look over the Dreaming. I only hope I can be as good a leader as you have been."
Dream turned to Delirium. "Send for Hermes. Have him come in person."
She nodded and started to walk off, but Destiny stopped her, saying, "Have him come to my realm as well, Little Sister. I've a gift for the Olympians." He smiled, placing a hand on his book. "It is a very special gift, aswell."