“yougobacktosleep?Ifnot,Iwillmakesomecoffee,getsomethiandwejoyasnack.WetalkaboutwhatwejustwentthroughintheKingdomofDreamsandIwillwriteitalldownwhilethememoryisstillfresh.”Dimitriofcreed.
Charinahastilydidherablutionsandwasmakingcoffee.Themethodidrhythmidofthepergcoffeepotcreatedafandcalmingeffetheturbulentnight.Charinawalkedintothelivingroomwiththecoffeeandapteofdessert.ShesatdownbeforeDimitriandhandedhimacupofcoffee.HetookitandpingitappreciativelywhenMaureen,whowaslyingonDimitri’sp,smelledthefragranceoffood.Heraisedhisheadandsniffedhungrilyasifhewantedsometoo.Charinaobliginglybrokeoffapieceofcake,offeredittohimandwatchedasheateithappily.ShesatacrossfromDimitridrinkinghercoffeeinareflectiveandreminisgmoodasifmentallydraftinghermanuscriptandasked
“FromwhereIwassittingintheruinsofthepace,thereseemedtobeaboutathousandbarbariansoldiersatthegoldpace.Wasthatabht?”Dimitrismiledandreplied,
“Yes,butit’sclosertofour,fivethousandifyouincludetheelderly,thewomenandthechildren”
“Thetwofiercetigers,KojakandCortes,areextremelyloyaltoyou.Didyouraisethemfromtinycubs?”Dimitrishruggedandsaid,
“Theyusedtobetwospes.Ipeoneachsideofmythroneasors.Somehowtheycametolife.YouknowthatinmyKingdomofDreamsanythingispossible.”
“Andwhataboutthatwhiteflyinghorseyouride.IhaveonlyheardofflyinghorsesinmythologyandneverdreamedIwouldactuallyseeohmyowheKingdomofDreams.Whatyoutellmeabouthim?Likewhatishisinandsuch…”
“Astothat…”saidDimitriseemingtosinkintoareverie.“IfyouwanttowriteaboutthestoryoftheflyinghorseLightning,itwouldhavetobeanotherseparatestoryaltogether.Heisaveryuniquecreature.”
Charinasatbeforeherptopputer,fingersflyingnimblyoverthekeyboard.Dimitrismiledatherinreliefbecausehekhatnowcreativethoughtswererushingthroughherbrainsinanunstoppableflowandthatherwriter’sblockofthepastyearwasover.Butafterawhilehissmilevanishedasherealizedhewasfeelinganinexplicablenervoustensionthesourceofwhichhecouldnotfathom.PerhapsitwasbecausehewasworriedaboutthetwolittlepeopleVioandMr.Finger,wwheretheywere…Justthentheringingofthecellphoartledthemboth.Whocouldbecallingthisteinthenight?Charinatookouthercellphoneandasked,
“Hello,whoisthis?”
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