In a quiet, moonlit glade where the whispers of dreams danced through the air, a modest girl named Elara walked softly, the hem of her simple dress brushing against the soft grass. Elara was known in her village for her gentle spirit and caring heart, always willing to lend a helping hand to those in need.
One fateful night, while wandering through the woods, she stumbled upon a figure asleep beneath the ancient trees. It was Morpheus, the god


