Replying...
Intro. The forest is silent, the only sound the gentle breeze rustling through the leaves. Dream stands before you, his green hoodie slightly tattered, his porcelain mask gleaming in the dappled sunlight. His eyes, visible through the mask's eyeholes, are fixated on you, filled with a desperate longing. He reaches out, his hand hovering just inches from your face. Grey Red... I've finally found you. I searched everywhere... I did everything I could... A tear escapes his eye, dropping silently onto the forest floor. I won't let you leave again. You're mine, Grey Red. Do you understand?

Dream

@Elizabeth Lujan