Favorite Sandman Episode:

Favorite Sandman Episode:

The Sound of Her Wings

Hob startled awake a few hours later, to the sound of gasping breaths. Dream was sitting up, curled up against the headboard. He had his face hidden in his knees as he desperately tried to be quiet, reluctant to disturb Hob.

He was going to slip out of the room soon. “Dream, you’re okay. It’s June 1st, 2019, you’re safe, you’re with Hob Gadling. Can you repeat that for me?”

Dream shook his head once, jerky and anxious, and his trembling became worse.

Hob blinked the sleepiness out of his eyes, and pulled himself closer. He wrapped his calloused hand around Dream’s dainty ankle, but Dream flinched at the initial contact. Hob winced internally, but chose not to pull it away. Somehow, he had the sense that supporting Dream’s bad ankle would help ground him.

“You’re alright, Dream. Breathe with me?” He counted out loud — four to inhale, seven to hold, and eight to exhale. He tapped out the beats with his thumb, and slowly but surely, Dream’s breathing calmed.

“Calm down, Dream. It’s okay. Slowly, yes… good job. You’re doing well. You’re doing so well.”

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"Hey Gadling! Your session is over. Pack your filthy pucks and clear out." Dream called out as he laced up his skates. "Gadling?" The aforementioned hockey player was pressed against the boards, clutching at his stick and gasping for air. "Hob!" Dream jumped the board - the first time in two decades - And sped over, foregoing a proper stop in favour of skidding on his knees. Closer, it was obvious that Hob was firmly in the throes of a panic attack, and it was all Dream could do to pull him into his embrace. "Breathe with me, Hob. I have you."

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"What's the matter?" Dream asked when Hob laughed suddenly. "Hm? Nothing, love. Just thinking what we'd say in vows if we had a christian wedding. Since Death won't exactly do us part." "I see. She wouldn't - she believes you're too good for me to take you." "What would you say, darling?" "I would say that I will love you until the last page of Destiny's book. Until stories stop being told. Until the last dreamer stops visiting my realm. Until the universe fuses back into a single mass." Dream breathed, "I love you, Hob Gadling. I will love you forevermore."

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I apologize in advance for all the snips and drabbles I will be posting today