Book1:TeDream-Maker

llyhadnochoiceexcepttodowhatshewastold．ThatwashowIleeheKingdomofDreams．

    OnleavingthegrandiosestructureofWorldBank，Dimitriseemedtobestrollingalongalohedesoteseclusionofhisdreamnd，pletelyobliviousofthedinandbustleofthesurroundingtraffic．Hecouldhardlybelievewhathadjusthappened．butthestackofcashhecouldfeelintheinsidepocketofhisjacketaiccardathisfiipsprovedhewasn’tdreaming．However,dreamorreality，thingsinthisworldwereoftendeceiving：whatseemedfalsemaybetrueandwhatseemedtruemaybefalse．heless,hewasrelievedthatwithmoneyinhispocket，hecouldnowfulfillhispromisetoRichard．leasedhimmostwastheadditioanotherbeautytohisKingdom,onewhowasnotoifulbutafinancialwizardaswell．Shewouldbeagreathelptohimandcouldrelievehimoftheencumbersomeadministrativeburdensofrunninghishugefinancialempire．Butonsedthought,couldhebesureoftherealityofwhathadjusthappened?Dimitrishrugged．Hewouldknowthetruthtonightinhisdreams．Heshookhisheadfromsidetosidetoclearhisthoughtsandwokehimselfupfromhismusings．

    Raisinghishead，helookedattheclothegraceful，aowerbuildingandsawitwas12.05p.m.Itdidn’tkeepveryaccuratetime,butDimitrididn’tmind,asheonlywantedaroughestimateofthetimeofday．Hethoughttohimself，

    "Thatustbeoverahundredyearsold,mucholderthanIam!ButIdon’treallyknowhowoldIam．Fifty,probably．Halfaturyisalongtime．WhatdidIdowithit?

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    Ab,sleepahat’sallIdidalltheseyears,dayafterday．Ifyouwanttoaddaem,itwouldbeexcretion．Theworldmaysidermeasuperfluousperson，adredgeofsociety,butInevercaredfortheopinionofothers．IknowIa