Book1:TeDream-Maker
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hattheyremainforeverinthereader’smind．Thatisthecharismaofliterature．DimitrisuggestedthatAngelicashouldlookarouhrenewedperceptionandlearnfromtheheavens，theskies，themountainsandtheseas．Thensheshouldtakeadventureinwarddeepinsidehermind，becauseonlythosewithih，intuitivearatingintelligenakeuseofthesematerialstanithesis． Theyranon，steadilyrotatingonthecircurtrack,herheartbeatandherbreathingwereperfectlycoordinatedaasenseofpurepleasurefromherfleshbodyduetoexercise．Shethought，"HowfortunateIamnottobemadeintoamarblestatue，butamfleshandblood-theofanimals．HowgdIamthatIdidn’tthrowmylifeawayheedlessly.”Herbraitudetowardslifeaffeotonlyherpersonallifebuthercreativepowersaswell．ItwaslikebeingbaihingintheKingdombecamematerialforherwriting：Thestrarastsofantiquityandmodernizationandthebeautifulsery，theinhabitantswhocamefromallersoftheworld．Herdescriptionofthetwenty-fourbeautieswereespeciallysuperb．Theirverygnces，smilesauresseemedtodepicttheirdifferentpersonalities，temperamentsandbackgroundsandcamealiveunderherpen．ShemadethesesketchesintoacolleofprosearyaoshowthemtoKingDimitriwhenhecamebackbeforefinalizingthemanuscript．Turningaroundtofacethesettingsun，sheranbackwardsandmadeaVsigntowardsitaurnedbacktoruntothefinish．Iance，shesawthesmilingfacesofAishaandStephaniewelingher． Lotus: Ieeroftherealworld，thesettingsunhadnotquitedisappearedfromthewest;thecrestmoonwasalreadyhasteningtomakeherentraheeasternsky．Onthebraheoldelmtreeinfrontofthesolitaryinnbytheroadsidehungabrightrednternwithadleinsideflickeringintheslightbreeze-awelesigravelers，signifyingfood,drinkawinklingstarscouldbeseenfromamidthebrahetreelikenaturalors．Thiswasnotathhfareleadingtomajorcitiesandtheneighbvilgeswerequiteprosperouswithshopsandsmallbusiragmerts，peddlersandfarmerssellingtheirproduce．Thethatchedroofoftheinnpromisedshelter．Severaldwarf-sizedtablesandstoolsintheopencourtyardwereclearlyvisible，aswasthebeautifulyounggirlsittingbythestove，tendingthefireinaneasymannershowingherdispositioleasthemoonlight．Itwasnotthetimeforafair，sotherewerefewpassersbyandbusinesswassck． ThewanderingDimitrisatalohedwarfedstool,phiswarmedwinefromasmalltinjar,enjoyingtheprovincialdishesofferedbytheinn，amidthewildseryofthestraid．Justthen，aleanyellow-haireddogapproachedhistable,tailwaggingbeggingforfood．Dimitrilookedatitandthoughtthatitwasoddlyfamiliar,buthebrushedawaytheideaasabsurd，forhowcouldhehaveseenthedogbeforeifthiswashisfirstvisittothispartoftheglobe?However,hetosseditabigkofmeat．Thedoggobbleditupandthenlookedlonginglyatthetinjarwithgreedyeyesanditsmouthwatered．Dimitriwasamusedandgood-naturedlypouredoutabowlofwinefulltothebrim,setitdownonthegroundandwatchedthedogpitupgreedily．Drunkandreeling,thedogturogoanddisappearedintothedarkeningtwilight． Dimitriwatcheduntilthestrangedogdisappearedfromsight,thentakingupacuphepouredhimselfanothercupofwarmwihewinebroughtafortable，warmsensationtohisstomach．Hewassoengrossedinwatgthedogthathedidnotnoticethefigureofanoldwood-cutterappearuheredntern．Itwasonlywhenth