Book1:TeDream-Maker

y..．Didn’thavetousehisbrains…Dimitrigrewdrowsieranddrowsier.HappyMarkyboylettinghislimbsmovecarefreeinthefloodoftime…indulgently，howeveritwould．Dimitri’ssciousnesswasgettingblurred,gettingblurred．

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    Justashewasdroppingofftosleep，heheardsomeonecalling，"Dimitri!Dimitri!"andhewokeupwithastarttoseebeforehimthebeautiful,smilingfaceofayounggirl．Herbrightmoisteyesandslightlyswellisshowedthatgolden-hairedMaryhadgrownupintoayoungdynow.

    "WherehaveyoubeenDimitri?Ihaven’tseenyouthesestfewdays.”

    "I’vebeenbusy.”

    "Iknow,youmusthavebeenmakingdreams,right?"

    "Well，maybe．Idon’tquiteknowmyself.”

    "Look!Ibroughtyousomedoughnutsfordinner.”shesaidandhandedhimabroerbag．Maryhadwork