Book1:TeDream-Maker (第158/166页)

ndcitwithcloudspluckedfromtheskies,ingthehouseanditsoctssafelyinsideandprotegthemfromthecurseofthedevildesdingfromabove．Sheneverdreamedthatthistime,thecursewouldefromunderground．Thesuffogfumespouredoutfrombelowthegroundinanendlessflow，likethehissingofapoisonousshedevil’scursewasinescapableandfollowedeverymemberofthefamily．Shemurmured，"Thewillbeme!"Dimitriwasholdingherinhisarms,whileherheadrestedonhisshoulders．Hepattedhersoothinglyandsaidpositivelyinafirmvoice，

    "Youwillhevictimofthedevil,Laverne.”

    "Whynot?"

    "Closeyoureyesainpeace．Whenyoutomorrow，youwillbeinapcewherethecurseofthedevilotreach.”

    Itwasdusk．Theskywasgraduallydarkeningbutiafewbrilliantlycoloredcloudsstilllingered，andamongthewillowtreesthesparklingofwatercouldstillbedised．Twonakedbeautieswereughingandchasingeachotherinthestywoods，theirmovementssowellsynizedthattheyresembledadangduet．ThelovelyfloatingwhitehairofonewaslikeacloudofwhitesmokewhenshemovedandtheincrediblegraceofthemovementsoftheotherimmediatelycaughtLaverne’seyeswhenshearrivedonthese．Shedidn’tknowthenthatitwastheworld-famousballerina，Natalie．Butiwinklingofahetwodisappearedfromsight．Walkingontowardsthewillowtreesbythewater,anotheramazingsightmethereyes：atrioofnakedbeautieswerepyingier:naughtyDorlyarrivedYoko,aivegirlDeanna.Theyshoutedandughed,spshingwateratoherandthensytagwithahugefishthatjumpedoutoftheshallowwater．Whatsurprisedhermostwastheseontheshorewhereactivitiesbustled．Othernakedbeauties，notinedtoactivesports，werebusyrunningtoandfroattheirownchosentasks．Ieroftheclearing,apileoffirewoodhadbeengatheredandasnake-hairedbeautycouldbeseenlightingthefire．Herwelldevelopedmusclesgaveoutafeelingofpowerandwildprimitivebeauty．Thegentlesilken-skinnedorientalbeautyLotus,reparingfoodonasquarelogtable，assistedbyAisha，whoasusualknottedherhaircasuallyatthenapeofhernetheothersideofthetable,thesophisticatedSamantha,amixingcocktails,wasmakingthedrinks.MusicallyinedMara,theLatiy,wastuningupherinstruments．MegginnwastalkingidlywithElina．Thenewerwasnotquiteacedtoappearingnakedinpublic,butwhenintheKingdomofDreams，"doasthebeautiesdo"，soshehaddiscardedallencumbrancesliketherest．Hermannerismsweresomewhatself-sciousandunnatural,theteositwithherarmscrossedandlegscmpedtogetherrevealedherinnershyherestofthebeautieswerescatteredaround，strollingaboutorsitting，talkingintwosorthrees，seeminglytobewaitingfortheceremonyinhonorofthenewarrivalstobegin．

    Notlongafternoon-timethatday，abeautifulyoungwomaninbloodredleotard，brightyellowblouseandptformsdalsarrivedatthehelicopterairbase，carryingaworn-outsuitcaseofdotsshewasbringingbacktotheKingdomtopleteKingDimitri’sfiles．ItwasMegginn,wholookedwithwonderandaweofacity-bredpersonatthemilesuponmilesofmountainrahatsurroundedawideexpanseofcrystalcleargoon．Thepedtheshoreandasmokymistcoveredthedeep,coolwaters．Shegazedwithwohetwinpeaks,betweenwhichstretchedasuspensie,likeacolorfulrainbowlyingacrosstheskyafterrain．TheferociousbattledidohaveleftanytratheKingdom．Timehadwipedoutallfootprints,includingth