Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第1090/1399页)

iticalpoihegoldpacewasabouttoberaisedoutoftheke”thoughtMedusa.“Perhapsstressandtensionarecausingthisfeelingofuneasei.Butwhatdangercouldpossiblybelurking?Ithinkof.Imustbetookeyedupandamwaboutnothing.AwrysmiletouchedtheersofMedusa’slips.

    Ileen’seyesweregluedtothesurfaceofthewaterasshewaitedanxiously.“Cyclopshasbeenierforquiteawhile”shethought.“Whyhasn’theeupyet?Couldsomethinguntowardhavehappehoughheisehsuperhumahandmatchlessenergy,heisafteralureandnotatalgoodswimmer.Couldsomethinghavehappeohimdownthereiomofthewater?”Ileenknewshewasmakingamountainoutofamolehole,butCyclopswassomeonenearaoherheart.Howcouldshenotworryaboutherman?WhiteFairykneasgoingthroughIleen’smind,soshewalkedovertoherandsa