Book2:KigdomIteDreams (第174/246页)

esoundofagssbottlecrashingonthet,mostprobablysomedrunkfallingtothegroundinastupor.ThesebeforeDimitri’seyesged.Arge,half-openlotusbudswamintohisvision.Itgraduallyopeoreveamanandawomaninsideholdinghands.Themanwastalndhandsome.HelookedlikeApollobutofcoursewasnothim.Thewomanwascurvaceousaiful.ShelookedlikeQueenAishabutofcoursewasher.ThetwoofthembowedtoDimitri.

    “Iamcreativity”themansaid.

    “AndIamimagination”saidthewomanivoice.”

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    “Weareyourservants”theysaidtogether.“Whatareyourorders,master?”TheydidnotusethehumannguagetounicatewithDimitri,butratherexpressedthemselvesbyexgingideas.

    “Ohno!”repliedDimitri.“Ihavenoorders.InfactIamverygratefultobothofyou.Iambutapabond.Thesesttwoyears,Ilostmysightandbecameablindmancursedbyfate.ButyoutwohelpedmecreatetheKingdomofDreamsandmademeherulerthere.Ibecamearemelyrigwithtwenty-fourbeautiestoapanymeandcarryoutmyeverywish.Ienjoyedeveryaspectofrespect,honorahonthisearth.Butthenohersideofthisunbelievablefantasy,Iwasalsoburdehasuffogay,acrisiswaitingformetoavert.Iameternallygratefultoyoutwo.Ihavenoordersforyou.Youmayleave.Iimetoreflectquietly.”Thetwoservantsboweda,disappearingintotheseaofflowers.

    “Myfleshbodyisaging”thoughtDimitri.“Ionlywishforpeadquiet.Ihaveexperieingadventure,fabulouswealthaantpositions.NowIonlywantaquietandpeacefullife,calmastheever-stablehorizon.Butas,myheartisstillyoung.Itisevercurious,urgiodiscovertheunforeseeablefuture.”Thefiguresofthetwoservantsthathadjustleftwereintheseaofflowers,dangmerrilyintheserycreatedbytheythemselves.Ofcoursetheyhadtherighttoenjoythemselvesthere.Thewomandanceddivinely,herpradelegant.Theman’smovementswerelitheandstrong.Theirbodiesseemedtobestructureddifferentlyfromthoseofnormalpeopleastheycouldtwistandturnatimpossibleangles,makingtheirdanderfuic.Thespringbreezeblewmulticoloredpetalsaboutinitspathbutthetwodancedjoyfullyon.

    “Mybodyisgraduallyaging”tinuedDimitri.Ieadquiet,butwhyisthereturbuleheeternalhorizon?Whydoesitcauseripplesi?Myheartisstillyoungandcurious,urgioadveotheunknown.”Thetwoservantsdanintheseaofflowers.

    “Myheartmaybequiedbytheripples,butwillsoodowurbedhorizonwillgobacktoitseternalstability.”

    ThebudofthergepinklotusappearedagainbeforeDimitri’seyes.Ascatteringofdewdropssparkledonitsclosedpetalslikeglitteringdiamonds.Asthebudslowlyoperevealedtheheadofahandsomemalyfocusedondoingsomething,butDimitricouldnotseewhatitwas.Themandidorealizethattheflowerinwhichhewasshelteredeningup.Asitdidso,Dimitrisawthatthemaningalong,shapelyfemaleleginhischestandimmediatelyuoodwhatwasgoingon.Furtherunfurlingofthepetalsclearlyunveiledtheprofileofthewomanlyingthere.ItwastheonecalledImaginationwholookedlikeQueenAisha.Dimitrisawherbeautifulfadquiveris.Shewassmilinghappilyasshegazedupatthepaleblueskies,seeminglyintoxicatedwiththemomentandhadblehtheblueskies.ThemancalledCreativitywasstilltratedonwhathewasdoing.Hispurposedidobegainingpersonalsatisfafromsexualintercourse,butratherseekingamoreperfectfutureandpersonadvahelotusflowerfullyopened,exp