Book1:TeDream-Maker

waswrongtodountootherswhatshedidnotwishthemtodotoher．Shehadgohewrongpath，whyforceoalongthesamerouteandehedegradationandphysicabuseatthehandsofamonster?Ifshecouldonlyliveherlifeain,shewouldhavechosenotherwise．Ifsheakerestitutionforhersins，shewouldwillinglydosoandbegihaste.Butshehadfoolishlyputallhereggsinonebasketandtherewasnootherroadopentoher．Justthen,thefaxmaebeepedagain．Theiningpapersaid，

    "KingDimitriwillbehereinthirtyminutes．Everythingpletelyunderourtrondsurveilnce．Willkilll．Needcooperationonyoursideaswell.”

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    Ileenhardenedherheart．Therewasnback.ShecouldonlygoolesslyLeavingtheadministrativebuilding,shemadeherwaytowardsthebridge．Wavesofhretandambitiedwithinher,leavinghermindinturmoindvanquishedwhateverdetinstinctsthatwereleft．Thedemonsofgreedtorturedher，sothatshecouldnolongerfacethepaditsinhabitantsascalm,effitandcollectedasshewaswanttobe．hercouldshelivecarefreeandhappyastheotherbeauties．Crossingthedrawbridge，shelookedatthevastexpanseofwateranddecidedthatthiswasnotthewaytoe．Theycouldeasilybetargetedaroyedbytheever-vigintMedusa，withherhuge，powerfulwingsandsharpironcwswhensheswoopeddownonthemfromabove．Hermindturheforestatthebackofthepace,withitstall，derees．Thatwouldbetheideallocation：easycealmentandhardtobemarked．Shelookedbackatthepace．Allwascalmandquietasusual．Lightsfromthewindowsflickeredinthefogandmerryughtercouldbeheardfrombehindcloseddoors．Outwardly，allseemednormal，theonlydifferencebeingherplexstateofmind．Shewasgdnodefensemeismwasseenandswiftlywalkedtow