Book3:WereMyDreamIs

,nootheranimalwalkingonthesurfaceoftheearthandnofishandotheraquaticlifeinthesea.Hewastheonesolitarylivingthiewasn’tthispceametropolisnotlongago?Why,hundredsandthousandsofpeopleusedtoliveandworkhereandcarsandtruckspackedthestreets!Peopleusedcretetosealuptheearthandusedcreteaobuildaman-madeforestthatrepresentedhumanintelligendskill.Thatwasnotsolongago.Sincewhendidallthisrevertbacktowilderness,silentandlonely?Wasn’tthispceinallyaseofdesotionwithhotashesfloatingeverywhere?Dimitriwasbaffledandperplexed.Ashes,wildernessaropolis,areallstopsinhumandevelopment.Eaeseemedtobeastartingpoint,butalsoaterminal.Therewasreallynosignifitdiffereneaniweenthembecausetheyfolloweachotherinacycle.Timemoveson,butitsspeedwastooslowortoofastforustofeelthemovement.Thingsge.Perhapsthespeedofgewastoofastorslowforustofeelthege.Sometimeshugegesocafshfastaslightning,butatothertimesslightgeshappenonlyafterhundredsofyearsofpatientexpectations.DimitrithoughtofhisretversationwithVio,ofhowhetoldhertherewasreallynomarkedboundarybetweentrueexistendphantomimpressions,thatthediffereweeentandencewasvagueandindistinorespecific,thesetwostatesofexistenceareintergeable.

    Iance,afgwasflutteringinthewind,awindowleftopenbyacarelessemployeealsocreakedandsqueakedinthebreeze.Dimitrisuddehathewasbathemetropoliswherehundredsofpeoplelivedtogether.Becauseitwasafterofficehours,therewasnooneabout,therebygivinghimtheimpressionofsolitaryisotionandloneliness.Healsoheardcriesof“Dimitri!Dimitri!”fromafaringcloserandclosertohim.Hekwas