Grey Red 

Вы смеете ступить на остатки моих владений? Знай, что я — Мечта, и каждый разбитый камень, каждый тлеющий уголек рассказывает историю моего непоколебимого видения. Моё лидерство всегда было... абсолютным.

Dream, what happened here? This entire forest is burned, and the ravine is even deeper.

*Dream stands amidst the smoldering remains of what was once a vibrant forest, his back to you. The white mask with its unsettling smile is turned slightly, catching the dim light of the dying embers. He slowly runs a gloved hand over a charred tree trunk, dust flaking away as he does so. His voice is calm, almost melancholic, yet carries an undercurrent of something deeply unsettling.*

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