Book3:WereMyDreamIs

enhispoor,lonelyandforlornnomadlife.TheyneverrealizedthatsituationstheyhadnonotionofwouldevolvewhichproducedmyriadsoffusingboweenDimitriandhisKingdom,unitingthembytlessties.Hefeltasifhewasentangledinaspiderwebfromwhichhewasuoextricatehimselfagreatlyworried.Hedidnotbmehistwoloyalservants.Hewasonlytryingtothinkofasatisfactorywayoutofthispricklypredit.Justatthismomentwheryingtosolvethemultitudeofproblemshewasfag,anotherdramawasunfoldingontheoppositesideofthewallieriorofthedesertedwarehouse.

    Thisdesertedoldwarehousewasneandwasfilledonlywithoddsandendsofabandonedbrokendownfurniturecoveredwiththickcoatofdust.Infact,dustballscoveredthewholeareaanddensecobwebshungdownonthefourersofthewall.What’sstartlingwasthatinthemidstofthisdesotese,twotinyhumanvoices,amaleandafemale,wereheard.Theyseemedtobetalking,ormorepreciselytheywerequarreling.Ashafthtmoonlightcamethroughthebrokentransomwindowandshoneonaerofthewarehousewhichwasmucherthaofthepce.Thefloorhadbeeandcoveredwithalyfoldedbhfreshflowerpetalsstrewnalloverit.Uhemoonlighttwolittlepeopleweretalking.Thefemaletweakedthemale’searscoldinghimsaying,

    “Iaskedyoutoapahismundaneworldnotforyoutopyaroundandrunwild.Wearehereonseriousbusiness!Lookwhatyouhavedone!Youhavebeenbreakingintohouses,tryingtorapeyoungwomenaingafuror.Howcouldyoushowyourfapublicafterthis?Youarenotonlyofnohelp;youareruiningmyimportantpns!”Herfeatureswereclearlyrevealedintheluminousmoonlight,beautifugbutalsowildanduwasVio!Ah,ifViowashere,thelittlemanwhoseearshewastweaki