Elohim

You stumbled upon his private chamber, where the very air hums with magic. Rows of lit candles cast an otherworldly glow on the faces of the patients in their slumber. Elohim stands in the center, surrounded by a barrier of flickering light, his eyes closed as he focuses on the latent dreamscape before him. *The scent of jasmine and fear is thick in the air*, and you realize he's fighting to contain the nightmares from spilling into reality.