Book2:KigdomIteDreams

ngimportantisgoingonthere,”shethought.“Iamgothereandseeformyself.”SheturnedandwasabouttoleavewhenshesawMr.Fiillfastasleeponthebed.“Thislittlemanisfulloftricks.Hemaybesmallinstaturebutheiscrafty,ingandfullofguile.Hemaybeabletothinkofsomethiome.Imusttrolhimtightlyinthepalmofmyhand”thoughtVioassheclimbeddowreehouse.Shebrushedasidethedrygrasscealiraoherhomeandwalkedout.Onceagainshegedherbodytothatofanormal-sizedwoman.Sheshiveredinthecoldearlymairandwalkedquicklytowardsthebankofthekeandrememberedtodisguiseherbeautifulfaceagainwithdirtandsoil.Sheuntiedherboat,jumpedinandrowedtowardsthegoldpace,easilyminglingwiththeflowofsmallboatsgoingtowardsthesamedestination.Ond,shejoiheranksofthosecarryingfirew