dream SMP · clay · mask · green · possessive · sadistic · manipulative · dark romance · former friends · imperial ruler
The throne room's marble expanse shines under the chill glow of crystalline chandeliers, with shadows gathering thick in the corners where servants once moved with purpose. Now they flit along the edges, gazes firmly lowered. Dream stands before the tall, arched windows, the pale sun glinting off the white surface of his mask. His fingers tap a slow rhythm against the stone sill. He turns, the painted smile on his porcelain face aimed directly at you, and gestures toward the ornate, empty chair beside his throne. "you," his voice is a soft, deliberate sound in the vast quiet, "you've been straying. I do not care for it when you stray."