Morning arrived quietly into the meadow pavilion, the bioluminescent leaves still glowing soft against the glass panels, the dream realm sky outside settling into its perpetual in-between light.
Wish was still asleep in the center of the circular bed.
Around her, four deities occupied their respective spaces with the energy of people who had been awake for a while and had been talking for most of it.
Hyrin sat against the headboard, one knee bent, arms folded across his chest.
Aurex sat on the opposite side of the bed sideways, one leg dangling off the edge, elbow propped behind him.
Dew had pulled a chair to the foot of the bed and sat in it the easy way, leaning back, arms loose, entirely unbothered in the way of someone who had assessed the situation and found nothing requiring visible reaction.
