Book3:WereMyDreamIs

efireofhopewaslightediheyaskedurgently,

    “Pleasetelluswhatwemustdotohelpourselves,yourmajesty…Pleasetelluswhattodotosaveourselves….”Dimitrimaintainedhiscalmandkinddemeanor,smilingashesaid,

    “Don’tworry.Settledownandlisteuallyitisverysimpleandeasyandit’ssomethingyoutwoeasilydo…”Hestoppedforamomentandsaid,

    “GobacktotheGardenofEden,tothetimebeforeyouatetheforbiddenfruit.Recapturethestateoféandinnoceofheartyouhadtheyourbrainbeptyandi.Everythingwillbedifferentthen.”Imaginationaivityweregreatlyarmedattheirmaster’swordsandexcimedalmostinonevoice,

    “What?GobacktotheGardenofEden?That’simpossible!“criedbothoftheminshock.“ossiblydothat!Evenifillingtolistentoyouradviddoasweweretold,Jeho