Hushed Willows Sacrifice, he just wants to help; holds the world like a baby

He saw her moving through a thicket, radiant as the dawn, and causing the world to bloom around her every touch. Dahlias lifted as vines from her stepped trail. The willows sighed and danced around her, singed if they came too close. The glow of Reverie grew the longer Hypnos watched her.

When she bowed her head (he thought it was to speak to the green, not realizing she was searching for him), he crept from his hiding place and found a perch beside her, silently, and like the willow trees he shied from her light, her flame. His eyes were glassy.