Book3:WereMyDreamIs

tstandingandkind?ThenwhenDoomsdayarrives,theywouldnotbepletelywipedout.Ithinkweshouldgivearayofhopetothehumanrace.”Creativityjumpedupiementwhehesewords,cppedhishandsandughedaloudsaying,

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    “Whatagreatidea!Whydidn’tIthinkofthat?Bydoingso,wewouldbehelpingKingDimitriandtheKingdomofDreamswillprain.eo’sgetmoving!”Sayingso,CreativitytookthehandsofherpartnerandrushedoutofDimitri’sbody.Buttheystillhidintheair,invisibletoothers,aseargfoodastandingtoterpoputetheKingdomofDreams.

    David’seyesreturnedfromthedisappearingformoftheclergymaookouttwocigarettebutts,gaveooDimitriandlightedtheotherforhimself.Hesighedashesmoked,

    “Well,that’sonelesspcetoeat!”

    “Whatdoyoumean?”askedDimitri,no