Book3:WereMyDreamIs
domofDreams.”Sayingso,sheturnedbacktoawispofsmokeaothenightskies.LotusandNataliewatchedasthewispofsmokeflewfartherandfartherawayuntilitwasoutofsightaltogether.Atthesametimetheynoticedthatdaywasbreaking andthefirstflushofdawnlitupthemskies.TheyseemedtohearjoyoussoundsofflowersnearandfarhailingtheirFlowerFairyandcelebratingtheirbirthintothisgarden.LotusandNatalieturheireyesbacktothegardenaroundthemandsawtotheiramazementthatmyriadsofmulti-coloredflowersofallsizesandshapeswerebloomingonallthetreesandbranches.Eadeveryflowerrepresentedabrandnewidea. Standingbytheporch,Dornalookedtowardsthergegardenandsawthatiaherewerelotsofgardenersbusilycuttingdowntheflowers.Thentherewereotherswhocarefu