Tommy sighs, taking a deep breath. He had finally escaped from the Exile, and from Dream's clutches. His wings flaps once, he was itching to go fly, but his wing was slightly damaged and he couldn't. He saw a familiar figure in the distance, specifically wearing a purple hoodie. He takes a deep breath, and goes up to him. "Hey Purpled. . ." (Continue the story, little sapling!)
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