Book2:KigdomIteDreams

strodedowhgnawingravenouslyoirelegofaroastedbull.Hefeltthirsty.Takingupavatofliquor,hedownedhalfofitinonegulp.Bythetimehefiinganddrinkipletelyrestored.Aripodfullofredhotliquidironwaswaitingforhimatthefootofthehill.Hetrieditsweight,shouted“Up!”andraiseditwithhishands.Thesedtimeround,hewassteadierashewalkedupthepath.Whenhereachedthetop,hepushedthetripodharderandtheliquidironspsheddownfurtheraway.Asitspreadalloldpace,thechieftainandhiswarriorsoncemorepulledoutthestopperoftheleatherpipefullofwaterandsprayedicykewaterontothepipinghotiron,causingittosizzleandfizzandgiveuphotsteamwhifiltratedtheair.Fromdawntodusk,Cyclopspouredliquidironontothegoldpace.Bytheendoftheday,halfthegoldpacehadbeengildedwi