Book3:WereMyDreamIs
zzled,sheturnedherrgebeautifuleyesinastonishmentatCharina,asking “Wheredidyougetthesethings?” “Ilookedthroughyournotebook.CouldyoufirsttellmehowyouhappeobeieriousKingdomofDreams?ThenIwilltellyouthestoryofhowIcamebythesethings.” “Itwasastar-studdedsummerevening”saidAngelica,hereyesdispyingherfusionandperplexityasshebeganherrecollesofthepast.“IhadjustfinishedapoemthatIsideredmybestandwasafraidthatIwouldneveragainbeabletowriteowouldsurpassit.Inthesummerwhenroseswereinfullbloom,abrilliantshootingstarfshedoverthenightsky.Atthetime,Iwasfilledwithasenseofsadnessandthoughtthatlifeshouldendatitsmostbeautifulmomentiokeepitsbeautyandimmortalityforever.ItookupthesilverpistolIhavehadinmypo