Book1:TeDream-Maker
No，Elina．Iwaslyexerg．Iwasthinkingwhyshouldeverymovementofourbodybetrolledbythebrainfrombirthtodeath?Itisn’treallynecessaryasthebodyhasitsowum．Iwasjusttryingtomakemybrainstandliberatemybody,lettingitmoveasitliked,freefrominhibition"Asweethigh-pitchedvoiceresouhenight,breakingintotheirversation．Lotuslookedoutofthewindowandsawtheshadowofaboatiance． "That’sDeanna!"sheexcimed．TakiernfromNovel’shand,shewalkedouttotheedgeofthekeandsighit．Theboatturscourseandcametowardsthentern．Asitgothebank，theformofanudewomaothewaterandswamtoshore．Assheclimbedoutoftheke，thewatertrickleddownherbackasitwouldoffaduck’sbadsheerfectlydry．Thetwonakedwomenwalkedhandinhandintothehut． "Deanna，Iwanttointroduceyout