Nyx lay down beside Hypnos and gently took his hand.
"Tell me what happened."
Hypnos stared up at the ceiling.
"I don't think Hades will be very happy to discover that his son is slowly falling for a mortal."
Nyx propped herself up on one elbow.
"Is he?"
Hypnos glanced at his mother.
"When Zagreus was in the Underworld, from the moment he was born, he never dreamed. His mind was nothing but shadows and darkness. Empty. There was nothing to see."
Nyx rested her chin on her palm, her curiosity growing.
"And?"
A faint smile appeared on Hypnos' face as he looked at the stone ceiling above.
"Recently, it's been filled with things."
His smile deepened.
"He worries. He gets exhausted. He feels. He smiles. His dreams have colors."
Hypnos sat up and turned to face her.
"He's dreaming
