Thirteen years
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MatureComplete Fri, Jun 10, 202215m
"I hate it." I choked. Dream looks up at me, and slides off his mask. He sighs. I have never seen his face before. He looks...normal. Green eyes, pale skin with freckles, and scars, leading down to his neck. People said he was a monster. Everyone said he was a monster. He doesn't seem like a monster. He looks at me sympathetically. "I can save you."
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