How I manage to end up running through the city I have no idea.

[Morpheus sounds exasperated, tired, and frustrated all tied up into a giant mix of fantastic. The sound of feet hitting stone are audible since he's kind of running for his life. With hyeonsil clinging onto his back.]

I bring her out to a park and she thought, it would be funny to ( Read more... )

[It's Morpheus looking rather disheveled, with a little child perched on his shoulders with her little legs curled around his neck. And with tiny hands fisting themselves into his dark curls. The god looks oddly content, and peaceful. The kiddy is actually asleep, actually a miracle since she's was running around a mile a minute just a few moments ( Read more... )