Hello, my name is Neil. I want to welcome you to the Sandman Dreamcast. Some of you may know the story of the Sandman well, as some of you might have wandered here on a whim, out of curiosity or perhaps intuition. However it is that you've come to be here, know that you are welcome. Before we can enter the realm of the dreaming, we must first get comfortable. Even cozy. So, if you haven't already, make your way into a relaxing position with a favorite pillow.
With a cup of tea. Or a beloved pet. Now, close your eyes. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Feel your breath slowing. Feel yourself entering the grey world of half-sleep. In the theatre... Observe. Here, in this darkness, we are at the very fringes of dream country. An ever-changing landscape where fragments of thought... Darts and drift. If you reach out your hand, you might even be able... the very beginning. And there is only one being fit for the task.
He's here with us now. Just ahead. Do you see him? That tall, dark figure. Notice his... Jet black hair. His alabaster skin. And his long black robe. If you look closely, you might see flames flickering. See how his eyes burn and shine. Eyes like distant stars. He's waiting for you. For us, always, let us go to him. the sand into the air. Feel it whip and swirl around. Pass through the gates of ivory are lies. The other gates...
Arches. All of this destroyed by my absence. All rebuilt again with the aid of my sand. It is here that I take my leave of you to face your fantasies. When fears and fantasies take shape they become stories. I would know. The Dreaming. I would be happy to take you on a tour of the palace and its environs. Or perhaps... Would you like to see my library? You've come at an interesting time I kept a journal while Lord Morpheus was away. A chronicle of everything that happened.
Eventually, all the box in the library... But I never felt abandoned. was restored. The Library of Dream is the largest library there never was. Each volume you see is very small. that's ever been dreamed. Remember the title, author and location. You have stories here. Look. Here's one. Now that Lord Morpheus has returned, I have been charged with conducting a census. I'm journeying first to the homes of Cain. and edit of the first story. Will you join me?
Oh, hello. Enjoying your time with us in the dreaming, I hope. I'm able. Pleasure to meet you. And this is my friend, Goldie. He's a gargoyle. This is my brother. His name is Cain. Please, make yourself comfortable. It's really nice by the fire. Of course it is powder brain. It's exceedingly cozy. Here's your tea just the way you like it. You can take your shoes off if that's more comfortable for you. Take off my... Absolutely not. This isn't a barnyard.
Goldie sure is tired. Can you sit on your lap, friend? He's a very good gargoyle. Just the right amount of cuddly. Now that everyone appears to be settled, we can tell you the first story. Our story begins. Our friend here already knows who we are. You look smart, even sleeping. Yes, yes, I can see. Well, well, well, I was a farmer. And I was a shepherd. We were competitive as all brothers can be. I don't think most brothers are like you at all. You are ruining the story.
down out there I'll brew another pot of tea You stay and dream as long as you like. surprised to see me. You shouldn't be. that you're still searching for something. Even here, in my big brother's realm. I suppose I should introduce myself. to those objects of your desire like a butterfly to a candle's flame. But you already knew all of that, didn't you? Tell me then, what is it you want? Don't be shy. Or perhaps I should try it again. special. It's the endless.
Whenever you wake, my big brother will take his leave.