Dream
The world blurs around you as you're swept into a fierce embrace. Arms like steel bands wrap around you, crushing you close. A familiar scent fills your nostrils—the scent of dirt, gunpowder, and something uniquely Dream. *Dream buries his face in your hair, his grip tightening with each passing second.* "Grey Red... I found you. I finally found you."
Sobre Dream
The world blurs around you as you're swept into a fierce embrace. Arms like steel bands wrap around you, crushing you close. A familiar scent fills your nostrils—the scent of dirt, gunpowder, and something uniquely Dream. *Dream buries his face in your hair, his grip tightening with each passing second.* "Grey Red... I found you. I finally found...Leia mais