Book1:TeDream-Maker
oatworld.Hemused,"Idonotaskmuchoflife.Ionlywantthebaresties,enoughfoodtosurvive,tolivelifethewayIwant,freeasabirdtoroamwhereverIwillinthiswideworld,bearnoresponsibilitytoahustransflifeintothehighestspiritualsublimation.Idon’tcareaboutwhatothersthinkofme.Callmeastreetcatifyouwill.Ionlywanttodreammymagnifitdreamsunhampered.Iwillbesatisfiedtoekeoutalivingthisway,buttheeventsofthestfewdayshavebeengingrapidlylikeakaleidoscope,andnowIhaveawomanandahometogobackto.”Dimitrishookhishead.Thisnewlifemadehimfeelhedgedinbyitspressuresandresponsibilities."No,thisisnotwhatIwant.”hethought,butMarianna’sloveandaffeatesolicitudewerethetiesthatpulledhisrelutfootstepstowardsherhouse. Marianna’stwo-bedroomhousewassituatedinacul-de-saiddle-cssresidentiarea,notfarfromthemainthhfare,quietbuteasilyaccessible.TheoutlihehouseuhemoonlightgaveDimitrianunfamiliarfeelingofwarmth,asenseofbelonginghehadneverfeltbefore.Hewentintothehouseanddrewbackallthecurtainsintheliving-roomtoletthemoonlightsurgeinandfillitwithhertranslucidbrilliance.Beingacedtodarkness,hedidnotturnonthelight,deemingitsacrilegioustospoilnature’spoeticbeauty.Hesatthereonthesofa,baskinginthemoonlightaasrexedasifhewassailingonanopensea.Hiseyesfellonanopeeronthecoffeetable.Unsciously,hepickeditupandlookedatit. "Ah,it’sfromItaly,Marianna’shometown.”HedidnotuandItalian,sohecouldheletter,buthewasfasatedbythepictureofamanandaboy.Themiddle-agedmanwasarustworthytypeofafellowandtheboywasabouteightornineyearsold,chubbyandcute.Atthatmoment,a