Book1:TeDream-Maker
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inateKingDimitri!Oncefreed,Cyclopswouldbeaformidablefoe,especiallywhenheisequippedwiththemagicsword．Luckily,westillhavethebowandarrow,otherwisehewouldbeuable．Thenitwouldreallybeacatastrophe!" "Whydidn’tyouactsoonerifyoualreadyhadyoursuspis?" "Iwaoroundupherentireringades．Ithinkitwouldbeagoodideaifyoudonotshowyourselfpublidkeepbehindtheses.” "Yes,Ithinksotoo．ThiswayIwouldbetheelementofsurpriseifnoonesuspectedmypreseheimportantthingnowistokeepthebowandarrowinasafepce.” "Ofcourse．Ohesetraitorshavebeewith,youandImustdoourbesttoprotectthekingdomofKingDimitri.” "AmanaskindandgenerousasKingDimitriishardtofind．Onlyonesuchashe,isworthyofourundyingloyalty.”HandinhandMedusaandWhiteFairysteppedintothedepthofthedensefog，headsbenttogetherferringonwhatshouldbedoheindistinctoutliheirbeautifulgoddess-likefigureslookedlikemarblestatues,exceptthattheirnguidgesturesandmovementsshowedthatthesestatueshadbodytemperature；theywerewarm,aliveandmoving．Undercoverofthethickfog,bothsidesweregatheringtheirforces．Theshadowytreesandloomingfiguresgatheredhereandthereheraldedthatthesecretwrestlehadbegun． Thecrystalclearskieswereblueasusuandtherefleofthedazzlingbrilliahesunshimmeredandglitteredonthergegsswindowsoftheluxuriousandcolossalbuildings．Carsonthegroundspedbysoundlessly,theirexhaustpipesspreadingintothechillyairtheunburnedfuelwhichseemedtranodernurbancities．Theserunningmaeshadsteellivesmadebyman,andlikethenaturalcyansociety，manynewmaeswereborneveryyearandmanyoldonesdiscarded．Thepnofthecity,aofthestreetswerealldesignedforthosewithopticalfuns．Tobemoreprecise,humancivilizationwasbuiltontheindispensableyofthepowerofvision．AsDimitriwalkedsedatelyo，widestreets，strandsofmournfultunesfromtheviolinofablindmusiingfromtheviityoftheBARTstationreachedhisears，makinghimfeeldejected． 10 "IfIlosemysight,”hethought"butstillhavetoliveiy,whereeverythingreliesonvision，itwouldindeedbeapainfulexperieIbeoveranxiousaboutwhatistohappeniure．AtleastIalwaysretreattomyKingdomofDreams.” Betweentwobuildings,ashafthtgoldensunlightstruckargeshopwindowwhosebrilliant，multi-coloredreflesattractedDimitri’sattention．Hewalkedcloserandsawitsellinggssware．Theintricateexhibitionsprisedoffruitbowls，winegsses，ptesandfigurinesofallshapesandsizes，everyohemgeousandexquisite．Dimitristoodtheretransfixed，enjoyiwork，marvelingathowthehumanracerevolved，stepbystep，fromtheStohebronzeAge，theIroillnowtheywereabletomakesuchdelicatecutgss．Itwasreallyalongevolution．Sowashumancivilization,ithadealongwaytoo．Amassofmixed,indistinguishablefusiongraduallycrifiedanddevelopedtillitformedceptsclearastransparentgss．Butthoughgssisfuallyhard,itactuallywasbrittleandeasilybroken.Soisthehumanspiritfragileandeasilyspliments,likethestointoapoolofcalmwater,breakinganddisturbingitspolished,mirrorlikesurface,shatteringtheimage． Justthen,thedooroftheshopopenedandoutsteppedacharmingblonddycarryingsomeparcelsshehadbought．Herappearancemagicallybrighteheatmosphereliketherisingsunintheearlym．SeeingDimitr