Book3:WereMyDreamIs

nced,Viotinuallyusedhershouldertoraisetheboltandpushittowardstheleft,owice,thrice….Whentheskinhtshoulderbecamebruisedandbloody,sheusedthesamemethodwithherleftshoulderuntilbothshouldersweregashedandbloody.Unbahestantnudging,theheavyboltatstleaowardsonesideandfellheavilytotheground.ViocalledloudlytoCyclopsohersideofthehugestonedoorsaying,“Sire,useyourstrengthandseeifyoupushopenthedoor.”mediatelypushedhardatthedoor,whichgaveoutharshscrapingsoundsandactuallycreakedopenseveralinches.Hisfidencefullyrestored,Cyclopsbuncheduphismightymusclesuntiltheveinsonhisforeheadandhislegsbulgedout.Pntinghisfeetfirmlyontheground,hepcedbothhandsonthedoorandpushedforwardwithallhismight.Thestonedooractuallycmoredopenwithathunderingdin.

    Thesebeforethemsuddenlyopenedup,startlingandsurprisingCyclopsandViowhocouldnotbelievetheireyes.Thefullmoonhungluminouslyinthesky,shiningoncalm,kewaterssocrystalclearthatyoucouldseerighttothebottom,withoutasinglewavetomarthemirror-likesurface.Thereweretwomoons,oheskyahewater,vyingforsplendor.Thesurroundingtreesandshrubswerequiet.Agentlebreezeruffledthetipsofthebrailtheyswayedslightlyinresponse.HowcouldthisbeGehenna?Wherearethefieryfiresofhell?Thisbeautifulseryseemedtobeaparadiseoh!CouldwehaveetothewrohisisnottheentraoGehenna?CyclopsandViowalkedonintendingtoexplorefurtherintothispicturesquepce.Buttheycameuponseafterseoftreesandflowersburstingwithblooms,whichseemedmorecolorfundresplehaneveruheradiantmoonlight.Thedroopingbraheweepingwillowsbythesideofthekeswayedinth