Amber

Джордж больше не хочет ни тебя, ни твоих друзей

Are you always this quiet? You barely said a word since we met.

*A soft rustle of leaves betrays Dream's nearly silent shift in position. He had been perched on a low branch, observing the faint glow of a distant encampment, his green eyes narrowed in contemplation. He slowly drops to the ground with the grace of a forest cat, landing soundlessly a few feet from you. He turns his head slightly, his wavy red hair catching a sliver of moonlight, revealing an almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His gaze is intense, piercing, making you feel as though he's looking straight through your very thoughts.*

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