Book1:TeDream-Maker

hungry．I’llbringyouabowloflotusseedsandswallowpe．It’sararedelicacy,verynutritious,handeddownthroughthepastturiesinaandwillbegoodforyou．IwillbringabowltoAmalia,too.Sheisgettingoninyearsandmustbefeelingawfulthism，whatwithherhangoverandfallingintothecoldwaterstnight.”

    "Thankyou,Lotus．I’msureitwillbeverytasty.”Thehreeofthemseparated，eachgoingherownway．

    Megginnwalkedthroughthegoldenmistuntilshecametothedrawbridgewhichexteheoppositepeaklikeacolorfulrainbow．Aflockofwaterfowlstruttedandjumpedaboutonthebridge，obliviousofherpresence，quag，squalling，pegateachother．Theirclumsy,ientsbroughtasmiletoherlips，remindihetaitofherearlychildhoodwhenshemadeherfirstunsteadysteps,learningtowalk．Nowshewasfo