"Perhaps"wasElina’sicreply.Suddenlythepoetessgedthesubjedaskedabruptly.

        "HaveyoueverhadsexualintercoursewithKingDimitri,Elina?"

        "You’renotgoingtobelievethis"murmuredthedoctorruefully,gazingquizzicallyatthedistantskies"buttothisdayIreallydon’tknowwhetherornotIeverhadsexualintercoursewithKingDimitri.ThatnightIwasstonedrunkandcouldnotdistinguishbetweendelusionay.That’stheonlynightIeverspentalohhim,soI’mnotsure.Whataboutyou?Haveyoueverhadintercoursewithhim?"

        "No,never"repliedAngelica."IneverhadsexualintercoursewithKingDimitri.Inmysub-sciousherehasalwaysbeenawishtoendmylifeinsuicide.KingDimitrisavedmefrommyselfandbroughtmehere,bathemouthofDeath.asilence.Ihavehadcoituswithnumeroushandsome,sinewyyoungmenandwasimmersedinthesexualpleasuresoftheirpassionatelovemaking,soakih.Butwherearetheynow?Scatteredlikesmokefloatingintheair,leavingnotatramymemory.Strangelyenough,KingDimitrithemanIhadneverhadsexualretionswith,istheoneIet,andwithwhomIwishtosharetherestofmylife.”Onthecalmsurfaceoftheke,rippleswideowaves.Thewindrose,whippingthewavestoturmoil.TheblueskiesweresuddenlyenvelopedbybckcloudsthatcameoutofhidinginambushfrombehindthemountainsandcoveredthemysteriousKingdom,shuttingoffthesunshihesnowwhitebosomsoftheseagulls,flyingandginarm,shoofthedarkskies.Elinasaid,

        "Look!Theweather’sging.Heforthistimeoftheyear!Wehadbetterturnback.”

        "Wheredoyouthinkheis?"askedAngelica,stillimmersedinherreverie,seemingnottohaveheardherpanion’swords..

        "Don’tworry,Angelica"saidElinasmiling,"Heneverleftus.Allthis,thegrandpace,lovelymountainsandwaters.arebuttheseryofhisdreamsandyouandIareonlyparticlecellsofhisbrainlivinginhisdreams.Weneverwereseparatedfromhim.”Angelica’sdazedeyesweremorepuzzledthanever.MeanwhileMedusa’shuge,protectivewingshoveredoverthewater,urgingthemerrysailoashore.

        "Astormisingup,Angelica.Let’sgo.”Thetwonakedbeautieshurriedbacktowardsthepace,buttheirbeautifulfiguresandlongflowinghairseemedtoremaininaerofthedesert.ThesuddenunseasoormwhivelopedtheKingdomseemedtosymbolizeanotherdrasticapproagcrisis,butthemasterwasstillroamingaroundtheworldandhavenotbeenheardofforquiteawhile.Allthisincreasedtheayandapprehensionofthebeauties.Nokingdomrunsmoothlywithoutasn,justastheskiesotbewithoutthesunanditsrevolvis.LetushopeKingDimitriwillebacksoon.HisKingdomneedshim.Hissubjeeedhim.Hisbeautiesneedhim.

        CHAPTER9MARYANDSHEILA

        Thewindrose,causiepaperdiscardedbycarelesspedestrianstodaelyintheairuhedarksky,oredherbythemoonnorthestars.Thestbusofthenightapproachedslowlyfromafar,lettingoffsomepassengerswhowentquicklyontheirway,andtakingawaythosewhohadbeenwaitinganxiouslyforit,leavingtheshelteratthebusstopdesoteayexceptforDimitri.Hehadogoandtherewasn’tanywhereinparticurhewaobe,sohecouldonlystayputinthecoveredshelter.Wherecouldhego?BaysteriousKingdom?Itwasonlyanillusionofhisdreamsandthenakedbeautieswiththeirgeousfigureswerebutparticlecellsofhisbrain.No,therewasnowherehecouldgoandtherewasn’tanywhereinparticurhewaobe.Lookingoutoreets,hewatchedahostofaperdaheairuhedimstreetlights,arianshurryingontheirwayinthecoldwind,theirwavering,flounderingfiguresresemblingghosts,hedeepofthenight.Ghosts?Whatanambiguous,abstractterm!Theywerenotghostsbuthumans,thefruitsofanactalunionofaspermandeneggintheirmother’swomb,bornaftermonthsofnurturinginthewarmthoftheuterus.Inanycrowd,onecouldseepeopleindifferentstagesofgrowth,frominfancy,childhood,youth,adulthoodtooldage;andafteracertainintervaltheyalldied.Didtheybeeghostsafterdeath?hewohenghoststoo,aretheproductsofspermsandeggs.Whataridiculousnotion!Theversatioweenthecloudandthesmokesuddenlycametohismind,ahoughtitwasquitetruethateveryonelivedinTimeandSpathebosomofnature.Lifeisarevolvingcydafterdeath,thereisthepossibilityofafuturelife.Butroveit?It’sanunsolvedmystery,perhapsabeautifullie.ButI’dratherbelieveitwhilemybloodisstillwarmandmybodystillfeelshungerandsexualurges.Thatisreality.Leavetheabstract,philosophicalquestionsforthewisementothinkabout.Iwillliveinthepresentandenjoytheshortmomentsoflifegrantedme.Therearemanyunsolvedmysteriesinlife,htsoftheMakerwhenhecreatedtheuniverse.PerhapsGodhimselfistheultimatemystery.Letmeenjoylifewhilemybodytemperatureisstillwarm.

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