Book1:TeDream-Maker

    "That’shim!Oncehegedintostoneandcouldnolongermoveevenafinger，heregrettedhisrashrequest,butitwastoote．He’sbeenstrugglingeversitonoavail.”Exhaustedbyherlongspeech,Medusaanting．Sheysidewiseonthegrouedforawhileandtheon．

    "Beautyisnotasin，butitprovedtobemyundoingandbroughtmeonlymisfortuneanduedpunishment.Perhapsthegodswerejealousofmybeauty．Theseriesofeventsthathappeertheygedmeinton,allthosepeoplebeingturostoneordyingbecauseofme，werebeyondmytrol．Ifeltlikeapuppetonastring，withnopowerwhatsoeverovermylifeandwishes．Sedandpersecuted,IwasbeheadedbyPerseus．NowIamabouttodiebyyoursword．Butnomatter，Iamtiredoflifeanyway．Letmybloodwashawaymysins.”Sheidhercheeksonthegroulyruffledthelusciousgrasssaying，"’tyoufeeltheslightpalpitationsoftheheartbeatandthewarmthofthetemperatureoftheearth?Itisgentleandsoothing．Itmaybeablessingtoendmysinfullifeandlieasleephereforeveraerintotheeternaldreamnd!"

    AfterhearingMedusa’sstory,Dimitriwasfilledwithsympathy．Hewalkedowhereshewaslyingandstoopeddown,nolardingherasaobeexterminated．Forthefirsttime,helookedatherfacetofadwasshakeraordinarybeauty,whoseradiancewasundimmedbythefog,thewildernessandherseverewound．Herfasatingeyes,rgeandeloquent,werenowlusterlessandtired;andsheseemedtobestrugglingtokeepthemfromclosing．Hesaidgently,

    "YouareonlyavictimcheatedbyFate,Medusa．SoamI．Soiseveryofateotpredominateyourlife．Youhavetorealizethatnomatterwhatdirestraitsyouareforto,youstillhavesuffitstrengthandtrolwithwhichtoredirectyourlife．Thereareuntrolbleforces,butth