Book1:TeDream-Maker

assageyoulegsforyou…PeoplesaytheydoneseeMr．Silkise’sghostwalkingaroundthehouseandgarden．Haveyouseenhim?"

    Justthen,therewasaloudcrash,followedbypitifulscreeg．Themouse,luredbythebeefstewandhoney,hadgohekit．Hefirstjumpedontoachair,thenontotheterandbegannibblingatthehoney．Ashetookonemorestepforward，theknifecrashedtothefloortakingthemousewithit．Thefatmousendedfirstwithathudandtheknifefellonit,nailingittotheground．

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    "Mytrapworked!"MarshacriedtriumphantlyandhurriedoutfollowedbyJamaz．Theypulledtheknifefromthebodyofthebleedingandmortallywoundedmouse,whledtohisfeetandstilttemptedtoescape．Jamazra，choppingatitmercilesslyseveraltimesuntilitbecameabloody,imass.Initsshortlifethemousehadbeenfortunateenoughtoescapeinnumerabletrapsanddangers,butthissttimehewasnotsolucky．Lowerlevenimalslivingwithinthefinesofhumansocietyusuallysharethistragid．

    Takingtheoppositedirefromthemouse,Dimitriwentonhisway;buthehadonlytakeepswheextremepaininhislefteye,likebeingstabbedbyasharpneedleorpiercedbyaknife．Hisrighteyehadbeenblindsincechildhood,andnowhisleftvisionwasgoingtoo．Heitentlyopenedhiseyestolookaheadofhimandthenwouldwalkforawhilewithhiseyesclosed.Theterriblepaincausedtearsandnasalmucustostreamuntrolblydownhisface．Hewouldwipeatthemsurreptitiouslywithhissleeves，buttheykepting．Dimitribowedhisheadaclosetothewalltoavoidtheattentionofpassersby．Thepedestrianstalkingandughing，themotoristswhizzingbyintheircarsseemedhappyandpurposeful,makingDimItrifeelhewasthemostunfortunatemanoreetbecauseheha