Book3:WereMyDreamIs
housandwarriorstofightwithmyRomanlegionhebodiesofyourwarriorsweremadeofdtheywereweldingonsmadeofstoheyrushedfearlesslyintothemidstoftheRomansoldiers,whoevaporatedintodarkclouds.Thesedarkcloudsgatheredoverheadandtorrentsofrainpoureddown,fallingonyourwarriors,whobegabatothesoilfromwhichtheyweremade.Intheend,dustturodustandsoilturosoil,eachrevertingbacktoitsinalstate.So,thatbattleehbotharmiespletelywipedout.Nosidewonandnosidewasdefeated…SeeBook1Chapter2TheDream-maker” “Atthetime”saidDimitri,“IwaostoptheinvasionoftheRomansoldiers,soItransformedmyselftoahuskysavagedeity,witharhinoceroshornatthetopofmyhead,onehugeeyeonmyfadanothereyeatthebayhead.Ijustwaoscarethemwithmyimage,neverrealizingthat