Book3:WereMyDreamIs

fortablebed,determioexploreeverythingmorefullywhenitwasbrighter.Lyingthereonthebed,hismindwasbombardedwithallkindsofthoughts.HethoughtofhisromahViososweetandtehebeginningbutwhidedabruptlysodrastically,resultinginVioaryingtokilleachother.Nowhewasback,tryingtomakeupwithhisbelovedwifeandwonderedifshewouldfivehihereforeshejustmightnottrytokillhimthistime.AtthemomentViowasholdingallthecardsaheweakandvulnerableone.Shecouldgehershapeatwillwhilehewasonlythesizeofafinger.Forher,tokillhimwasaseasyasswattingafly.Thewaytogowouldbetoappearrepentantandvulnerableandtrytogainhersympathyandpity.Ifhesucceededhewouldbeabletohaveabeautifulwifeagain.Thinkingso,Mr.Fingerwasgreatlyforted.Heturnedaroundandwassoonsoundasleep.

    Earlymthesunwasshiningaherwasmildaiful.Mr.Fingeropenedhiseyesarestedaic.Hesatupandgotoutofbed.Walkingdownthecrudestairsthathadbeensidethetreehesoonreachedthetreeholeontheground.Theserybeforehimgreatlyshockedhim.Thekewaterwasblueandcrystalclearasbeforebutthewaterlevelhadrisensiderably.Heusedtohavetowalkquiteadistaogettotheke,butnowthewaterwasonlyafewfeetfromhistree.Whatamazedhimmorewasthatthehorizontalgiantlyingontheoppositesideofthekehadfracturedintoseveralsesandnowlookedscatteredanddisorderly.Theheadwasstillclearlydisable,buthisbrokenbodyawereeitherpartiallyabovewaterorpletelysubmerged.Thesolidgoldpacesituatedatthechestofthegiantthatusedtoglitterwitheye-dazzlingbrillianderthesunlighthadpletelydisappeared,androbablyburieduheke.Mr.FingerlookedtotheleftandsawtheruinsofKingDi