After securing a cup of tea, you sat on the windowsill to your cottage and stared out into the woods. The light of the full moon was washing the trees in navy light. It was still unsettling knowing there was no one around of miles. The silence out here did more to unsettle your nerves than calm them. If it had been your choice, you wouldn't have been here.

George's coronation was when Dream had officially told you to leave the SMP and you just hoped it wouldn't be the last time you saw him.

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