Book1:TeDream-Maker

turnedonfullbst,creatinganartiflcialess.Expensiveperfumes,whosepricewascalcutedindroplets,weresprayedintheair．Theexquisite,ultra-modernatmosphereclearlydefihepreferendtasteofitsmistresstowardsartificialmaterialenjoyment．

    Samanthasatinfrontofhermirror，butdidnotreallyfeellikeputtingonanymakeup．Dimitriwasnotthere，sowhybother?Shelookedsullenandunhappy．Aformermodelofiionalfame,shewasusedtobeingplimentedandmademuchof．ButhereintheKingdomofDreams,heotherdiesseemedtobeinferiortoherinanyway．Thatwasohereasonsofhersulleness．Shepouredherselfagssofwineandwalkedovertothesofabesideamarbletable．Shelitacigarette，puffedonitforamoment，butthenbecamesoengrossedihoughtsthatthecigarettewasfotten．Onlywhenshereachedforanotheronedidshefindthattheburnt-outbuttwasstillinherfingers．ShewashavingsedthoughtsaboutfollowingDimitritohisKingdomofDreamsattheheightofhercareerandfame．Shewasallypreparedforthelongperiodsofidle，tranquiltimeonherhands,whichseemedtoforceherintoexperienglifeofonewhohadretiredprematurely．Shefeltasthoughshewereabonsaioable，growingbutnotmoving；oramemberoftheinanimatefurnituresociety，exceptthatshecouldbreathe．

    Hereyesrovedtotheminiaturerunwayatthefarendofthestudio，thehugemirrorssurroundingit，herdraftingtable．mannequinsewingbustandscatteredhalf-finishedgarments.Shecouldalmostseeherselfwalkingdowntherunwaysofthefamousfashioncapitalsoftheworldamidappuse，excmationsofwonderandenvy，endlesscligofcamerasandadelugeofexplodingfshlights．Herinparablestyleaymadewhatevershemodeledtheheightoffa