Book2:KigdomIteDreams

tureofmyKingdomtoattractmorepeopletoeandvisit.Ofcoursethekeytomykingdomisimagination.OnlypeoplewithimaginatioeraKingdombuiltonimagination!”ButthenDimitrifrowned.“Forablindman,itisoimpossibletowritedownthoughtsoislikeafishierwantingtoflylikeabirdinthesky.Impossible.No,itisnotimpossible!Hey,whydon’tItapedownmystoriesonarecorder?Perhapsoneday,Imightmeetsomeonewhowouldbewillingtotranscribeitontopaper,perhapseventraintoseveralfnnguages.ThenmanymorepeopleofimaginationeandvisitmyKingdomofDreams.Whatagoodidea!”

    Dimitritimisticpersoaininghisloveoflifeinthedirestcircumstanowheseemedtohaveagainfoundvalueandsignificeoflifeaveryhappy.Hefinishedhisdrinkataquaff.WhileDimitriilylostinhisdeepreverie,avoiceoutsidethewindowcalledhisovoice,“Hey!Dimitri!Dimitri!”Hewastakenunawares.Havingjustretlymovedintothisapartment,hewasstillunfamiliarwithhissurroundingsandhadnofriendstospeakof.Whocouldbecallinghim?

    “Whoisit?Whoareyou?”

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    “Hey,don’tyhevoiceofyouroldfriend?”thesmilingvoiceoutsidehiswindowlostsomeofitsurgency.“I’mRichard.”

    “HiRichard!”saidDimitrioverjoyed.“I’vebeenlookingalloverforyouafterwelosttactbutIdidn’tknowwhereyouwere.Sogdtoseeyouagain.”

    “Sh!Sh!Notsoloud.Don’tyouknowyou’reundersurveilheguystakingyoujustwenttothepostoffice,probablytotakealeak,soIcameovertotalktoyou.”

    “Iknoyaretherepeoplewatgmeoutside,myroomisfullofeleicequipments,bugsandobservatiooreyeverywordanda.Idon’tknowwhotheyareandwhytheyaredoingthis.”

    “Thenmyfacemustbeontheircamerasandsoonthey