painted skies

Inspired from the story of delirium from the sandman series "endless nights".

"Delirium is the youngest of the Endless.

She smells of sweat,sour wines,late nights,old leather.

Her realm is close,and can be visited;however,human minds were not made to comprehend her domain,and those few who have made the journey have been capable of reporting back more than tiniest fragments.

Her appearance is the most variable of all the Endless,who,at best,are idea cloaked in the semplance of flesh.Her shadow's shape and outline has no relationship to that of any body she wears,and it is tangible,like old velvet.

Some say the tragedy of Delirium is her knowledge that,despite being older than suns,older than gods,she is forever the youngest of the Endless,who do not measure time as we measure time,or see the worlds through mortal eyes.

Others deny this,and say tha Delirium has no tragedy,but here they speak without reflection.

For Delirium was once Delight.And although that was long ago now,even today her eyes are badly matched: one eye is a vivid emerald green,spattered with silver flecks that move;her other eye is vain blue.

Who knows what Delirium sees,through her mismatched eyes?"

{Neil Gaiman-Season of Mists}