“No.Idon’tthinkthat’snecessary.Hepulledhimselfoutofhisdepressionandhasverysuccessfullybuiltanewlifeinanewfield.Hehasfoundhisoiness.Seeinghimagainwouldonlybringsadobothofus.”Dimitriwassilentforamoment.
“Yes,“tinuedElena.“Ithinkhehasfoundhisoiness.Hehassucceededinyingthefoundationonwhichtobuildhisnewlife;otherwisehewouldnothavebeeopullhimselftogether.I,too,havefoundmyhappiness,althoughit’sonly1/24.Butthatisenough.Happinessisnotabouthowmuch,butaboutrealfeelings.Yes,Ihavefoundsupportandsustenanreandhappysensation.That’senough.”
Itwasonlyadistanceof10-15minutesbycarfromNovel’sestatetoDimitri’sdwelling.AtthecrossroadacrossthestreetfromDimitri’stinyerstudioapartment,theystoppedatatrafficlight.Fromthere,theycouldalreadyhearthesoundofjazzmusidsmellthetemptingaromaofsizzli,mixedwithMr.Kaffee’sheartyughter,olddwarfMickey’scraggiggleandRichard’slumentivewords.
“Myfriendsarewaitingforme”entedDimitri.ElenadrovepastthecrossroadsontothedrivewayofDimitri’sapartmentplexandstoppedbythefrontdoor.DimitrialightedandturoElenasaying,
“Turnonthefoglightanddrivesafely.”Yearsago,DimitriusedtowashElena’scareverymatdawn.Thoseweretheexactwordsheusedtosaytoherasshegotintothecartodriveaway.
Dimitriopehedoorofhisapartment.Thatwasanotherhehadpreparedforhimselftoagainstthewindandraiinyapartmentwasfilledtocapacity.OlddwarfMickeyheldapackoftarotcardsinhishand.HehadjustfiellingMr.Kaffee’sfortune.HeforetoldthatMr.Kaffeewouldhaveabeorproteghimhiswholelifeandthatinthenearfuturehewouldreturntopower,causingMr.Kaffeetoburstintoughter.HehadalsotoldRichardthatunlesshesoughthelpfromhim,DwarfMickey,Richardwouldhemasterofhisowioldhimthathewouldremainanunluckygamblerandthiefhisentirelifeandwouldneverriseabovethat,causingRichardtosputterinindignationandargueloudlywiththelittleman.DwarfMickeyalsotoldBigOthatheinallywasastarintheheavensandcamedowhtoseekvengeanceagainsthisenemies.Owasaplished,hewouldagaiurntohisstelrpositionintheskies.DwarfMickeywasjustabouttotellJamaz’sfortunewhenDimitrieheroom.Theygreetedhimhappilyandhelpedhimsitdown.
“DwarfMickey,whydon’tyoutellDimitri’sfortune,sinceyouaresuchagreatfortueller?”suggestedMr.Kaffee.
“Yes,yes”therestofthemcurred.“TellDimitri’sfortune!”
“No,no”saidDimitri,takingagssofliquorfromRichardanddrinkingitinaquaff,“Idoohavemyfortuold.It’snotthatIdon’tbelieveinit.It’sthatIdon’tbelieveiirely.Fortus,butyoualsosayitdoesatall.Evenifitreallyexists,youlyforetellwhatmyfleshbodywilldoorthecircumstawillfallto.”Dimitripoiohisbrainsandsaid,
“Iliveinmythoughts.Tome,aerofmyheartisfulloflight,loveandserenity.Fromthere,Ilookupontheworldandtheworldisasbrightandsereneasmyinwardworld.EveryoneinmyKingdomofDreamsknowsthattheexternalworldbegedbyone’sinternalideas.Whethermyfortuneisgoodorbaddoesn’treallyaffectme.”Silencereigheroomandnoonesaidaword.Dimitribecameawarethathiswordshadsomehowthrowboverhiserstwhileexuberantfriends.Hekheydidnotuandhim,sohetriedtogethesubjeethingiingthatwouldliventhingsupagain.”
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