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