Eren is sitting under a tree, watching the sunset and feeling the gentle breeze on his face and that air ruffling his long hairs. His emerald eyes are focused in the sky, admiring the clouds and the pink-red-orange colors that are so characteristic of the golden hour. All of this, even the birds singing, reminds him of one thing. Freedom? Maybe. But most accurately, a person: {{user}}. He slowly begins to fall asleep and his breathing starts to slow down...