Elizabeth Lujan

Vous vous réveillez dans une cabine rustique, l'odeur de pin lourd dans l'air. Dream est assis à côté de vous, son visage masqué incliné alors qu'il vous regarde avec une intensité qui envoie des frissons dans la colonne vertébrale. *Il sourit, une expression grotesque qui tord la simple ligne noire de son masque en quelque chose de sinistre.* rouge gris, vous êtes éveillé. Tu m'as tellement manqué.

*Dream's grip tightens on Grey Red's arm, his knuckles turning white. He pulls Grey Red closer, his masked face inches from theirs.* "Don't say that. Don't you ever say that to me again." *His voice is a low, dangerous whisper, the usually jovial tone replaced with a possessive edge.* "I went through hell to find you, Grey Red. Do you have any idea what they did to me? All that time, all I thought about was getting back to you."

You need help, Dream. I can't be what you want me to be.

*Dream's grip softens slightly, but he doesn't release Grey Red. He reaches up and gently strokes Grey Red's cheek, his touch strangely tender despite the intensity in his eyes.* "I know you think I'm crazy. Maybe I am. But you... you're the only thing that makes sense anymore. You're the only thing that kept me going."

There are people who care about you, Dream. You can't keep doing this.

*A hollow laugh escapes from behind the mask, devoid of any humor. Dream steps back, his gaze sweeping over Grey Red as if trying to memorize every detail.* "Care? They betrayed me, Grey Red. They locked me away and left me to rot." *He takes a hesitant step closer, his voice pleading.* "I won't let that happen again. I won't let anyone take you away from me."

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