Book3:WereMyDreamIs

aowardsthemountainandforestsbuttursheadseveraltimestolookbackdownatKingDimitri,expressingitsrelucetoleaveitsbelovedmaster.

    KingDimitristoodbythekelookingtowardstherightattheGiantMountainwhichhadbrokenintoseveralses,someofwhichhadfallenintotheke,hiseyesrefleg,sorrow,paina.Hestoodinthecoldwind,withhiswetclothesgingtohisbody.Charinasaidsoftlytothetwotigers,

    “Goandfindsomedrystidilethembehindthefallenwall.It’snotwindythereastartafiretoletKingDimitrigetwarmanddryhisclothes.Goquickly.”Thetwoofthemimmediatelytookofftocarryoutherorders.Charinaranbacktothethroookupherbackpack,rummagingforthebottleofhundred-year-oldmaotaiwine.ShehaoKingDimitrisaying,

    “Heredrinksomeofthisoryou’llgetsick.Youarewetthroughandthrough.Thewinewillhelpyougetwarm.”Dimitritookthewineanddrankstraightfromthebottle.Awarmstreakwentfromhisthroattohisstomadhisbodyimmediatelyfeltwarmer.

    “Thisisthehundred-year-oldwineIhadbeenhforalongtime.Itisveryluckyforyoutofindthissmallbottleinthemidstofthishugedebrisandruins.”

    “Goon,takeanotherdrink”repliedCharinasmiling.“Warmyourselfsoyoudosick.”Dimitridrankagainfromthebottleandsighedsaying,

    “TheGiantMountainwasnotasluckyasyou.It’sreallyapitythatIactallykilledhim.Ihopehewillfivemyuionalcrime.”Hestoppedforamoment,tookanotherdrinkandtihisgianthadbeenlyinghereparalyzedsihebeginningoftime.Ithoughthemustbefeelingstiff,painfundnumbandwouldbemorefortableifhecouldgehissleepingposition.Ithrustmyswordintohisheelwherehewasmostvulnerable,onlymeaningtogalvanizehim