Book3:WereMyDreamIs
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ewdaysrestandcareandseemedmorebeautifundalluringthanever.ShewastellingMr.Finger,whowasreingonthepalmofherhand,thehappeningsofthestfewdays,howsheandCyclopsclimbeddoweepcliff,brokeopeesofhelndfouher;howshethenclimbedboriouslyupthecliffalobacktothegoldpadexperiehefrightehquakeandthesubsequenttsunami.Shetoldofherstrugglesiurbulentwavesandhowshebattledtoswimawayfromthewhirlpool.FinallyshetoldhimshesawKingDimitri,mouthopen,bitingonhismagicswordbetweenhisteeth,jumponhisflyinghorseandflyofftotheunknown. 5 “AllthismusthavebeeiculouslypnnedaedbyDimitritodestroythegoldpaceIlovewithallmyheartandannihitethenewkingdomIcreatedwiththebarbariantribes…” “Thatrascal!”criedMr.Finger,“Iwasreallyblindtosiderhimmyfriend.Iusedtothinkhewaslikeabrokenballbytheroadsidethatanyonecouldkickaround.HelookedlikesuchaMr.Goody-good,soeasytogetalongwiththatIneverrealizedhewassuchawickedandviciousruffian!”Mr.Fingerwasalwaysanindiscriminateman,influenlybyhisownlikesanddislikes,regardlessoftruthormorals.Hewasficklelikeagrassthatbendswhicheverwaythewindblows,alwaysagreeingwiththepersonhewasclosesttoatthemoment.AcoldandghastlysmilepassedoverVio’sfadshesaid, “Nomatterhowmeticulousorthhhispnswere,DimitrineverdreamedthatIwouldhavesurvivedcatastrophesofsuchmagnitudeaillive.Perhapsheneverevehatsuchapersoed.Imustdemautionfromhimformymotherandmyself.Ihavetobethankfultothefishthatdiedtosavemylife.SomehowIthinkthatfishwasaninationofthebigwhitefishthatusedtocarryusinhermouthbadforthfromtheseshores.Doyourememberthatbigwhitefish?” “OfcourseIdo,butstraosayIhaven’tseenherforalongtime.Haveyou?” “No”saidVioshakingherhead.“Ihaveher.”Vio’spremonitionswerenotwithoutfoundation.Thatbigwhitefishwasbynatureverykindandlovedtohelpthesmalndhelpless.VioneverdreamedthatthefishcouldhavebeenrapedandkilledbyCyclops.Shelookedintothedistandhereyesstoppedatthenewlyemergedwaterfall,whoseveiloffastmovingandfoamingwatertumbledintothekewithathunderingcrash. “Whatwasabovethewaterhassunktothebottom”shemuttered,“andwhatwasburiedatthebottomhasatstrisentothetop.Theearth’scresthasexperiencedhugegesjustasmybrainhas.Earth-shakingexperienceshavejoltedmybrainandIowrecallmemoriesofmypastlife.IhadburiedsuchahugetroveoftreasuresherethatitwassomethingIhadneverbeeet.ToretrieveitIhavereinatedtothispresentlife,hinkingIwouldhavetoghsuthinkablyharrowingtrialsofpainandhatred. “Treasure?Whattreasure?Whereisit?”askedMr.Fingerurgently. “Thetreasureistherebehierfall”answeredViopointingtothewaterfalliance.“Iburieditthereandnowithasagainemerged.Thevalueofthistreasuretrovefarsurpassesthatofthegoldpace.Iwasfortunateenoughtosurviveunthinkabledisastersandhaeprofitedfrommymisfortunesinregainingmytreasures.”Mr.Fingerlookedtowhereshepointedanduheluminousmoonlightwiththefrothyarticlesdangintheair,hesawamagnifitmulti-coloredrainbowinthenightskyspanningacrosstheke.Thesightwassogloriouslyrespleandawe-inspiringthatbothVioandMr.Fingerexcimedindelightaement. “Look,howbeautifulitis!”saidMr.Finger.“Ihaveseenig