Book1:TeDream-Maker
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fewasjusttocapturethismomentofjubilee，evenifittintedofinsanepleasure．Muffledrumblesofthunderrolledcloserandcloser,liketrottinghoofsofrunninghorsesfromfar-offpces．Jamazsatbythefirebeatingthe．Shadowsoftheflickeringfmesdanhisshiningbckbody,andhisbulgingandwell-developedmusclesflexedandrippled,overflowingwithprimitivevitality．Heseemedionthisvigorouspursuitasanoutletforhispent-upfurythattormentedhim．Sexualurgeswereprimarilyintendedfortheproliferationofthespecies,butliketheprogressofcivilization，ithadgraduallytransformedintoaperfectartofenjoyment．Jamazcouldonlygiveventtohisextrabodyenergiesinthevehemeingsofthe,whichbetrayedhisfrustratedaspirations．Themonotonousbuteicdrumbeat，interwovenwithandatedbytherollingthunder，shookthewilderness．Aslightningfshed,YokoandRichard，handinhand，sworetotakeeachotherforbetterorforworsetilldeathdidtheypart．Thelightningdisappeared．Wouldtheirmarriagedisieasquickly?Thefirebzedonfuriouslyasifbentonselfdestru．Thesinginganddrumbeatanddangshadoilyeheirlife．Whatiftheydied?Theirlifemightbeshort,buttheyhadlivedinthismidnightrevelry．Theyhadexisted． Itsspectacurboisterousnessabating,thefireburntonmorecalmly,thefmessubsidingtoasteadyglow．Jamaz,hisfuryspent,ythereexhaustedandintoxicated，dozingbesidethefire．Marawasalreadyasleep,thoughtheairstillseemedtoresoundwithhermencholytunes．YokoandRichard,tooexcitedtosleep,saturee，whisperingtoeachother．Dimitriwaslookingatthecampfire．Aminuteago，thebzingfmesseemedtoresembleaphoenixwithherwingsfullyspreadasiftosoartotheheavens．Butthwartediempts,thismagnifitbirdmetamorphosedfromwood，wouldfinallyberedubersandashes．Dimitriraisedhiseyestothekeiandmarveledatitsresembheoneinhisdreams.HehadbeenwanderingtoolongandthisseparationincreasedhislongingforhisKingdom;sohetooydownandsoonfelsleep． Chapter7CrisisintheKingdom Throughtheheavyfogthatpervadedheaveh，hazyglimpsesofthemooncouldbeseen,pearlyandopalest．Itwouldhavebeenalovelymoonlitnightifithadnotbeenforthefog．Abare-footedIleen,holdingaswordinherhand,tip-toedherwaytowardstheke,intendingtorowtothemeadowontheoppositeshiantMountain．Justassheushingtheoeintothewater,shecaughtsightofahugeEasterlily,snow-whiteincolor,blossomingbythewater．Surprisedtoseeitblossomingoutofseasooopeddownandtoucheditsdaials,meaningtopickit,butthengedhermindanddecidedtodosoonherwayback．Shepushedtheoeswiftlyandnoiselesslyintotheke,andpaddledonwithsurreptitiousbuthelessstronganddecisivestrokes．Itwasonlyinsuchthickfogthatshecouldhopetoevadethesharpeyesoftheever-vigintMedusaandhaveacetospirewiththecaptive,Cyclops．Thethoughtofhimbroughttohermindhisstrongmuscurbody，andshecouldfeewildtingliionatherloins．Hissiheprotrudinghornatthetopofhishead，hisveryuglinessaddedtohisprimitivesexuattra，andshecouldfeeltheheatofarousalpermeatingherbody．ShehadeuponthecavewhereCyclopswasdetainedquiteactally,whileseargforasuitablesitefDimitri’sgoldpaceatthetopofGiantMountain．ShehadlongbeenseekingforanapliallywhocouldhelpherusurptheKingdom,forshekhatshealonewasnotuptoaakingofsograndascale．Whocouldbemoresu