Book3:WereMyDreamIs

rummagedinherhandbagandproducedagem-studdeddouble-barreledtelescopewithaflourishasifshewasamagiperfamagicfeat.Aisha’shandsseemedtotrembleasshetookovertheinstrument.Thiswashers.HowcouldsheeverfetthetimewhensheusedittowatafarthetragicbattleonGiantMountain?Shehelditup,lookedthroughitslensesaitdown,softlycaressingitwithherhandssaying,

    “This…thistelescope…Wheredidyougetit?IrememberitwasburiedintheruinsofthemagnifitpaKingDimitri’sKingdomofDreams!Howdiditfallintoyourhands?...Couldyouhave…couldyou…you…”AngelicaseemedtobebentonteasingAisha.

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    “Don’tbeimpatient,”saidAngelica,whoseemedbentonteasingAisha,“Therearestillmoreastonishingthingstosee…Lookatthis!Whosepapersdoyouthinktheseare…”S