“It’salright.Wedonotbmeyou.TherewassuchagreatcatastropheintheKingdomofDreamsthatyouastheirkingwasobligedtogobaddealwithit.Ifyoudidnotdosoandwerecaughtupininsequentialceremohyournumerousbeautiesyouwouldhegreatkingweallloveandrespect.”
“…Iremember…”tinuedDimitri,“Iremember…thatIhavealreadyformallyaowledgedyouastheQueenoftheKingdomofDreams.Wearealreadyhusbandandwife,right?”Aishasmiledforlornlyandanswered,
“Dreamsaredreamsayisreality…IfyouandIarehusbandandwife,thenhowareyougoingtodealwiththesixteeiesinthatportrait?Also,therearestillmorebeautiesremainingintheKingdomofDreams.Howwillyoutreatthem?Therearereallyonlytwooptionsopenbeforeyou–allornone.Youeitheracceptallofusoryouforswearusall…Thisisforyoutodecide.Ifyoumarryonlyoneofusorjustafewofus,youcouldnotpossiblypacifytherestofthebeauties...”Dimitri’seyesturheroupportraitofAishatakenwithfifteenotherbeauties.Sixteeifundfamiliarfacesbroughtbackvividlytohismindsesofthepastfromthetimehegottoknowthem,tohowhegraduallyinductedthemtohisKingdomofDreams.SeeBook1TheDream-Maker.hemcouldbepartedwithivenup.Aishawasrightitwaseithermarrythemallorleavethemall.
“CouldIingoodsceaskthesegeousbeautifulyoungwomeifusflowers,allintheirprimetogiveupseekingtheiroinessandabrightfuture?Itseemsthereisonlyoioformetotake,thatofleavingthemall…”DimitrilookedagainatAisha,whosepcidsmilewassereneasever,buthereyesweremencholyandshadowedbysadness.Uomaintaiactwiththosesorrowfuleyes,hebowedhisheadandsaid,“ThenIlydisappointyoualndfallshortofyourexpectations.Ihadbettergobaylifeasahomelessperson.Perhapsroamireetsallmylifeismyungeabledestiny.Thankyouforbeingsosincerelywillingtodesdandmarryablindhomelessmanlikeme,butsorryIamuodoasyouaskandthereforehavetorefuseyourkindness.Goodbye…InreallifeImaybeabletopartwithyouall,butitwouldbeimpossibleformetogiveupyourloveinmydreamsunlessIgiveupdreaming.ButhowIlivewithoutdreams?No.No.No.That’simpossible.Soweeetindreamnd.Goodbye…queenofmydreams.Iloveyoudeeply.Iloveallofyoudeeply...but…goodbye…goodbye…wordsaresuperfluousandunnecessary…Goodbye…”Thepedestrianspassingbysawonlyaraggedyhomelessmanstandinginfrontofthergeandluxuriouswindowofthestudio,stampinghisfeetandthumpinghischestashesighedandmumbled.ThecuriousooppedtoseewhatDimitriwoulddoandsoontherewasasmallcrowdofidlersgatheredbehindhim,talkingamongstthemselves,
“Lookatthathobo!Heismumblingandtalkingtothepictures…Ishecrazy?”
“No,heisnotcrazy.Lookatthepictures.Thesearebeautifulyoungwomen.Ithinkheisjustatoadlustingafterswans…”
“Luckilythereisgsswindowsprotegthepictures,orelsethatguywouldmostcertainlyrushupandkissthewomeniuresonebyoilthepicturesarewrinkledandcreased…”
“Look!Heiswavingatthepictures.That’sstrange.Hemustbecrazy…”LuckilyDimitri’snomadlifeasahomelesspersonhadlongexposedhimtotheslingsandarrowsofeousfortune,sohetookeverythinginhisstrideandwasabletoturnadeafeartothejeersandmockeryofthecrowd.Hewalkedawayfromthestudieverynowaowavegoodbyetohisbelovedbeautiesandsoondisappearedfromsight.Imaginationaivitywhowerehidingintheairwereaghasttoseehimwalkaway.TheywerehopingthatthesightofthebeautiesiraitswouldbringbackmemoriesofthesweetandhappytimestheyhadspenttogetherandKingDimitriwouldgehismindandacceptallofthebeauties.ThentheycouldallgobacktotheKingdomofDreamsandliveaperfectlifehappilytogetherinthepacemuchrgerandmnifitthantheoldowasburntinthefire.Wouldn’tthatbegreat?ButKingDimitriremainedfirminhisdecisionandwalkedaway…Imaginationaivitystoodstifflylockediknowinghowtosavethesituation…
Dimitriwalkedalohestreets.Everythingitchbckbeforehiseyes,withonlythetappingofhiswhiteetohelphimfindtheway.Itwasnoteasy,buthisfootstepsweresureandsteady.Hisloyalservants,Imaginationaivity,werenotwithhim.Perhapstheywerestoppedbysomebrandnewgadgetwhichtooktheirfancy,ortheyhaddiscoveredafuoexplore…Thesetwoloyalservantswouldpopupsuddenlywheexpected,butwithorwithoutoutsidehelp,Dimitrikhathemustmakehisownwayallbyhimself.Hebelievedhewaswalkingtowardsthewestbecausehecouldfeeltheremnaofthesettingsunshineonhisbodymakinghimfeellightandfortable.Fastcarsswooshedbyhimoandchaotichumanvoicesroseandfellroundhim.Astrangeideasuddenlycametohimashewalked.HefeltthatwalkinginthisnoisyandbusymetropoliswasactuallynotthatmuchdifferentfromstrollingontheridgesofthefieldsinhisKingdomofDreams.ThecarsrushingbywerejustliketheschoolsoffishesswimmingireamsintheKingdomofDreams.Thechaotichumanvoicesalroundhimwerelikethemyriadsofflowersthatbloomonthefields.Oryousaythatthemyriadsofflowersthatbloominthefieldarenoiselesschaos,whilethehumanvoicesalroundhimwereaudiblesilence.“Myframeofmindisalwaysstable”hethought“andisasstilsthesereers,thereforequietornoisyareallthesametome.ThebustliropolisweseewithoureyesandthesereneKingdomofDreamsthatisinourmindsareohesamepdnottwodifferentworldsandhavenothingtodowiththesenseofsight.Orinotherwords,walkingontheridgesofthefieldsintheKingdomofDreamsisthesameaswalkingonthepavementsofthebusymetropolisbecausetheKingdomofDreamsexistsinthemundaneworld.InotherwordstheKingdomofDreamsbesublimatedoutofthemundaneworld.Dimitriwasveryhappyandexcimed,“Ifinallydiscoveredthekeytothepuzzle!WhereIwalkon.Wheremydreamis.Iamadream-maker.”Dimitritinuedonhisway.Thefurtherhewalked,thesmallerhisfigurebecame;untiltherewasonlyatinybackviewofhisfastdisappearingsilhouette.AsQueenAishaoncesaid,“Hisretreatingfigureislikeanexcmatiraduallydisappearingonthehorizon”
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