Book1:TeDream-Maker
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thatKingDimitrihadreturned．Notwishingtobeentahthewebsofloveaioquietly．Theexecutionwasoncemoreehesamespotuhesameditions,withthesettingsunlookingonatthebarrenhills．Armedbyastreforsurvival,theyetunshapedfetusburstfromhermother’swombandsaw，toherhorror,thewarmhaventhathadshelteredherwasnowabloodymutitedbodylyingontheground．Tileaobemasterofherownasshefloatedlikepollenintheair,nowfallingfromonefloweraleforawhilesugthehoney;nowbeingblowntoanother．Sometimes,shendedonsomewildberrieswhiurturedherwiththeirjuices．Thusued，shefloatedaboutinthewildsofthemysteriousKingdom,livingoffhoneyanddew．Floatingaroundispringbreeze，herfeelingsofrevengebuddedandgrew． CHAPTER8MEGGINNANDLAVERNE Timepassedbynormally,hertoofastnortooslow,goingitswaysilently,liketheslightbreezeslowlywaftihesleepingform,whoseforelockwavedslightlywiththebreeze．Timeandbreezewerebothtransparentanduable．Anyonecouldfeelthewindblowing,butonlytheultrasensitivecouldfathomthepassingoftime．Suddenly,thesleepingformsatup,ghysterically， "Ikilledapregnantwoman!Isavagelykilledapregnantwomahererubbinghissleepyeyesandfounditwasonlyahorribledream．ThismanwasDimitri,thedreammaker．Lookingabout,hefoundhewassleepingintheruinsofaburntouthouse．Outside,stretchedaedrosegarden,withtheflowerswiltedandcoveredwithdust．Butthedreamwasvividlywithhim．Hecouldremembertheferociousah-shakingbattlebetweealndmightyCyclopsandtheflyingMedusaamidstsavagebattlecriesandtherfmes．Thesetwocharactersfrommythologyweresomehowinterwoveninhisotherdreams．Theyhadappearedseveraltimesandmayperhapsappearagainiure．TheymadetheirdebutinanaesehousewhereCyclopsgedfromapigmywearinggarmentsoftheTsingDynastyandMedusaentguardingthefabuloustreasures．Theymadelovewitheachothermadly．Suddenly，DimitrirealizedthatCyclopswashimpersonified，buthehadnotknownitatthetime．TheirsedappearancewasinanAfritemplewhereCyclopswastheGodofFateandMedusawashisattendant．InthegreatbattledefendingtheKingdomagainsttheattackoftheRomansoldiers，DimitriwasquiteawarethatheandCyclopswereohenwhydidCyclopsbetrayhiminhisretdream?Whywerethestoriessofusedandjumbledup?Thenheughedinvoluntarilyandsaidtohimselfwithanenigmaticsmile， "Dreamsaredreams,untraceableandillogical,whyseektoexpinthem?Iamadream-maker，asolitarytraveleruhevast，limitlessskies，wheretheeverginghueswerevariablefromthegrayandwhiteofdawntothebrightblueskiesofday,fromthebrillianteandredsuhedarknessofnight．IeandgoasIpleaseinmyvariousdreams．Mydreamsgelikethehuesoftheskiesaasunfathomableanduable.”Thenheeyedhissurroundingsuzzledexpression,thinking， "HowohdidIetosleepinthisoldhouse,halfdestroyedbyfire?" HerememberedhurriedlyleavingWorldBankstnight,toonervousandpanickytonoticewhichwayhewasgoing,andsomehoworother,hadstumbleduponthisabandonedandsecludedspottoparkhisfleshbodysoastoreturntohisKingdom．ThinkingofhisKingdomremindedhimofthefaithlessandtreacherousIleeifulbutvenomous,whocolboratedwithoutsideeonlytotakeoverhiswealthandhisKingdom,butplottedtohavehimkilledaswell．Thehumawasindeedunfathomable．Butthen，hequicklycamet