Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第754/1399页)

akbutwe’llgettognawsomebones,right?”Theothermenalsobegantocmorandshoutnottobefotteivity,whowashidingintheair,hadlongzoomedinonthisgroupofmobsters.Hethought,

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    “Thisishumawork,lookingtotakeforoneselfwhatbelongstoothers.Letmeteachthesefellowsalessooadswhoarehankeringforatasteofaswan.”

    WhenImaginationsawtwobeautifulnymphsdriftingdownfromtheskies,theirclothingflutteringinthebreeze,sheimmediatelyjumpedupexcitedlytogivethemawarmembrace.ThemotionlessformofDimitrilyingsoundasleepinthemidstoftherosescaughttheeyesofClementineandCharmaine,whosighedandsaid,

    “FatherZeushasbeensendingoutscoutstoloDimitriinthefourersoftheearth,notknowingheissoundasleeprighthereintherosegarden.HoyFather