Book1:TeDream-Maker

dlikeachildbeforeher．Nowshepoutedlikeaspoiltchild，

    "It’sallyourfault．YouwokemebeforeIcouldsavehimandbringhimhome．Nowhe’sgoneagain!"

    "Timeforyourmathcss,Dorna．Whereareyourshoes?"

    "Idon’tliketowearshoes．Idon’tlikematheither!"

    "OK!We’llreadhistoryihen.”Sosaying，thetwoleftforthestudyandStephaus，AngelidSamantharetiredtotheirrooms．Thegreathallresumeditsmajesticsilence．

    InthisPaceofDreams,timeslippedbysilentlyasthesandthroughthelongslenderfingersofabeautifulwoman,oraspainstakingasthehsssetinthequietdeeprecessesofanapace．Whatistime?Whatsignificedoesithave?Thosesleaperingfingerswhichbelongtoalonelywomanonthebeach，pyingidlywiththesandortoyingwiththeclustersofweeds．Herfragrance