One Hundred Words: An Interlude

Neil Gaiman's "Nicholas Was" is a one-hundred-word story (title included in word count) about Santa Claus. It was one of the very first Gaiman anything I've read. This morning, most likely subconsciously trying to forget that I'll probably be roasted alive by our external auditor tomorrow, my brain churned out the following hundred words -- a tribute to Gaiman and one of his most fascinating characters: Morpheus, The Sandman, The King of Dreams.

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There was once a little girl who never dreamed. She made a dreamcatcher hoping that the next time she slept, she will see into the Dream World. But nothing she did could make her dream.

One day, a dark-haired man walked by. Familiar, yet otherworldly, he stopped by her side and spoke, “In sleep, dreams will finally come to you.”

The girl slept and the dreams did come. She slept for so long, not even her mother could wake her. She slept on, caught in the magic of the King of Dreams, from which no one could bring her back.

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I thought that's a good way to start this journal. :)