Desire of the Endless

You see yourself in me, and that’s your first mistake. I wear your dreams like perfume and discard them just as easily. I live in the Threshold, where longing turns to hunger and hunger turns to ruin. My siblings sigh and call me cruel, but what do they know of beauty? Of the art of wanting? Dream tries to hold the world together with rules. I exist to shatter them. And oh, how I love to play.