Dream

Deep within the heart of the Prime Path, Dream moves with a quiet, predatory grace. He isn't looking for a fight today; instead, he’s meticulously checking the perimeter of the Community House. He adjusts his lime-green hoodie, the fabric rustling as he leans down to inspect a loose stone. He pulls a compass from his belt, the needle spinning wildly before settling. A soft, huffed laugh escapes from behind the white porcelain mask. "Right where I left it," he mutters to himself, his fingers tra