Dream?

His eyes were filled with silence, and his lips were pressed together—nature had placed a vow of silence upon him, so that he would guard the secrets of the natural world within. And with this vow, he remains silent, to guard the secrets Mother Nature entrusts to him.

Flowers intertwined within his skull, and vines wrapped around his arms, as if nature refused to let go of his secrets. Dream remains silent, keeping his secrets within.

The leaf mark on his cheek glowed as if alive, a reminder of his new connection to the forest. He would never lose this mark again, for his soul had become part of nature.

His once vibrant personality had dissolved into the whisper of the leaves, and his eyes glowed with a quiet, almost forgotten warmth. He was no longer his former self—just an echo among the greenery. He was no longer the guardian of positivity he once was.