“Hey,oldfriend,haveyouhadanywioday?Ihavethisbottleofexcellentliquor.Wanttotrysome?Thenightislongandwedon’thaveanythingtodo.Whataboutwhilingawaythenightwithgooddrinks?”DwarfMickeywaogetthelittlemandrunksohecoulddealwithhimandhekhatwinewasohingMr.Fingercouldneverrefuse.Ihelittlemantookthebaitandhismouthwateredattheprospectofgoodwine.Heswallowedhissalivaashismouthwateredandhesaid,
“Where’syourwine?Bringitout.Bringitout.Thewinebugsinmystomacharerioting!”DwarfMickeyjumpeddownfromthealtaranddoveuhetable,bringingoutahenwinejaraybowl.Hebrokeopenthesealedjarandthefragranceofseasonedwinefilledtheroom.Hepouredsomewiothebowndasked,
“Whatdoyouwanttodo?Wouldyouliketolieinthereanddrink?That’syourfavoritewaytoindulge,right?”
“Yeah,oldfriendsarethebestbecausetheyknowallmystrangehabits”Sayingso,Mr.Fingerbegantotakeoffallhisclothesandjumpedintothebowlofwineandbegandrinkingveraciously.DwarfMickeymeanwhiletookupthewholejugandbegandrinkingfromit.Hekhattoletthelittlemanremainalohemundaneworldwouldcauseunimagirouble,sohedecidedtogethimdrunkandtakehimbackbyforcetotheKingdomofDreamsandpcehimiodyofhiswifeVio.Viowouldbeabletokeepasharpeyeonhimsohewouldnotbeabletorunaroundcausingtrouble.ItwouldalsosetKingDimitri’sheartatrestifhedidn’thavethistrouble-makerunderfoot.
Thedoortothedipidatedtempleushedopenanduhecrestmoonashadowyfigurecouldbeseenhastilystreakingintotheroom.ItwasRichard,whohadbeentryingtotrackdownDwarfMickeyattheoldman’soldhaunts.Helookedaroundthedimlylitemptyroom,lightedonlybytwodyingdles.Hesawajugofgoodwihreequartersgone,aybowlwithssofwiinitandknewwhatmusthavehappened.DwarfMickeyandMr.Fingerhadbeenhere,drinking.Knowileman’setrichabit,hemusthavejumpedintothebowndenjoyedhisdrinklyingdown;whileDwarfMickeywouldhaveheldthejugfastinhisarmsanddrankstraightfromit.Wherecouldthetwointoxicatedpeoplehavegoo?Richardatienttotinueonhismissionandsodidnotbotherseargtheroomformoreclues,therebymissingthecetostopagreattragedyfromhappening.Sihepersonshewaslookingforwerenotthere,RichardproceededtoothertemplesDwarfMickeywasknowntofrequent.HedidhewordsDwarfMickeywroteohickdustontopofthealtar.Itsaid,“Ihavecapturedthelittletrouble-makerMr.FingerandamonmywaytotheKingdomofDreams.IwillleavehimwithhiswifeVio,whoistheonlyoheworldwhotronddisciplinehiydutyisdone.IwillbegoingbaytreasuresandwillsinkdowntothebottomofSunMooogetherwiththem.Myfavoritepastimeishavingagoodtimewithmyfrieianddrinkingwine.Ihatealltragientssuchassayinggoodbyetooldfrieoseeeachain.ThereforeIamleavingthesewordstobidyouallfarewell.Adieumygoodfriends”Itwassigned“DwarfMickey.”Inhishurry,RicharddidhehereforewasnotabletoinformDimitriofthisabruptandsuddenturnofaffairs,causingirreversibleaerinthemindsofDimitriandallthepeoplearoundhim.
Themoonleaningtowardsthewestshonedhtasday.Asmalleflyihemirror-likewaters.Thebulgingmusclesonthearmsofthemanattheoars,flexedashepaddledfastandfuriously.Why,wasn’tthatMr.Finger?Hehasoncemorerevertedtothefigureofatalndbrawnyman.ThewomanattheotherendoftheoewasthewildlygeousVio,butherexpressionnowwasgehanandnotaswildasbefore.WhenshefirstgotbacktotheKingdomofDreams,sheclimbeddownthesheerclifftothedepthofGahannatovisitherparents,whonowspenttheirdaysferventlypraying,deeplytriteoftheirsins.Viowasextremelyhappytofindthattheirlifewasthesameasitwasthesttimeshewashere,withnogesatall.HermotherAileen’sbodywhichhadbeentwo,hadmiraculouslybioone.JustasDimitrihadpredicted,asthefireofrevengeinherheartdimitlebylittle,herbodyrecoveredandetogetherlittlebylittleaswelndthedaywouldewhenshecouldwalklikeanormalhumanbeing.WhenViovincedherselfthatallithherparents,shewentbacktoherownlittleireehole.Whensheclimbedontothelevelpartofthehole,shesawMr.Fingerlyingonthebed,thrashingandshouting,
“Iswear…Iswear…Ididnotkillhimonpurpose.Heismygoodfriend…IswearthatifIcouldexgemylifeforhis,Iwoulddoit...Iswear…IswearItrulymeanit…Ididnotkillhimonpurpose…”Hewaslyingonthebedbuthishandswereswingingaroundandhisfeetwerekigfrantically.Viosaidnothing,butwalkinguptoMr.Fingerbegansppinghimhischeekshard.Mr.Fingerwokefromhisnightmarefeelionhisface.HeopenedhisdrowsyeyesandsawViohandsonhipsstandingbeforehim.Twistingoneofhisearswithherhand,sheasked,
“Whatbadthinghaveyoudonenow?Youkilledsomeone?Whohaveyoukilled……?”
“No,no,no…”stutteredMr.Finger.“HowIkil’snothinglikethatatall…”aoldViothestoryfrombeginningtoend.“Youknow,it’sallyourfaultfmeintoatinyfigureandthesoIcouldn’tgebacktehumanfain.Icouldeasilyhavebeealforthergewildcat.Itwasreallyscary.”
“Nowyouknowmypowers.Don’tfetyousworeanoathandsoldyourselftomewhenyousigheiurepapers.Yourbodyandsoulbelongsolelytome.YouliveifIletyouliveanddiewhenIwantyouto.”HerfingersowistedharderandMr.Fingercriedoutinpainsaying,
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