Book3:WereMyDreamIs
KingDimitriceouslyridingonhissnow-whitesteedflewupanddownthealmost180degreessheercliffthatwasthebottomofthegiant’sfeet.Hedrewhismagicswordandthrustitintothecliff,tryingtofindtheweakestandmostsensitivepartofthefeetbutwasnotabletolocatetheprecisepointtostimutethegianttomoveorgehisposture,whichwasthecauseofthegigahquakethatrockedthewhiantMountainbrokeintoseveralses,shruggingoffthegoldpatheprocesswhichfellintothebottomoftheke.Everyoeinmouthwithabatedbreath,atthemostscaryanddramaticparts,onlybreathingasighofreliefwhentheyheardthatKingDimitrisurvivedandarrivedbacksafelyandunscathed. “ThenKingDimitrireturnedbaundaneworldafterthat?”askedAisha. “Yes,heisback”repliedCharina.“ThatissomethingI