Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第313/327页)

anbeingssometimesbead,irrationandunreasonable,whicharetraitshardtotame.Theyarealsogreedy,arrogantandignorant.OhGodmyGod!Ihavealwaysthoughtthathumancivilizationhasreacheditspeakbecausetheyhadalwaystriedtosettledisputesbybloodshedandwar.Ifoneday,theycouldfindanotherwaytosettletheirdifferehenhumancivilizationwouldreallyhavereachedthepinnacle.OhGodmyGod!Iworryandamterrifiedthatbeforethatdayarrives,humancivilizationwouldbepletelydestroyedforeverinaninstant.Afterabrightlightbangandallwouldbeeternallysilenddestroyed…Ihopeandpraythatdaywouldnevereandhumanbeingsfindawaynottoresorttobloodshedandwartosettledisputesandhumancivilizationreachitssummit.OhGodmyGod,Ibegyoutotakepityandfivetheseunfortunatehumanbeingsfortheyarena?veanddonotknowwhattheydo.Isincerelybegyounotonlytivethem,butalsotogivethemasedceatlifeforonlybyrisingagainfromthedeadwilltheyappreciatethepreciousnessoflifeandreformtheirpastdeeds.Ibegyoutotakepityonandfivetheignoranceofyourcreatures.”KingDimitri’shoarseaionalvoiceechoedinthewilderness,movingireme.Thecloudhabovethekillingfieldsighedandrepliedinavoiceloudasthunder

    “Truthisinyourhands.Letthingsproceedacctoyourthoughts.”Sayingso,thecloudbrokeup,shatteredanddisappeared,leavingbehindthewideexpanseofblueskiesassereneasever.IfGodcouldappearasacloud,hecouldalsoappearasaflowerorinanyotherpossibleform.

    WheesawKingDimitririseupfromhiskheytoostoodupstraightagainandwatchedashewalkedtowardsthematthefrihebattlefield,hisexpressionsolemnbutfulloffideheywereallmucedbecausetheyknewKingDimitriwasabouttodosomethiaacur.Hewalkedtowheretheywerestandingandturnedaroundtofacetheseaofcorpsesolefieldsaying,

    “WhereareyouWhiteFairy?”

    “Iamhere,yourMajesty”repliedWhiteFairywalkiohim.Iamreadytocarryoutyourorders.”

    “IwantyoutoorderallthefreshflowersintheKingdomofDreamstogatherhere…”saidKingDimitrisolemnly.“Iwantthiscruel,uglybattlefieldofmassadkillingtobepletelyburiediifulflowerswhichpersonifiespeadlove.”

    “Yessire”repliedWhiteFairyeicallyaostandatthesidelines.Shecspedherhandsandwasmurmuringsoftlybutnoonecouldhearwhatshewassaying.

    “Whereareyou,Imaginationaivity?”askedKingDimitri.

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    “Wearebothhere,yourmajesty,awaitingyourorders”repliedthetwoloyalservantssteppingforward.

    “Iorderthetwoofyoutostopusingyourbrainsandclearyourheadofallmedleythoughts.Iwantyoutwotoehmeintothestateofzeroandreleasethelimitlesspossibilitiesofzero.”

    “Yes,sire”repliedthetwoinonevoidwalkedhandinhandtostandbehindKingDimitri.Withonehandtightlygthatoftheirpartneraherhandpointingtowardsthewideexpanseofblueskies,theyfollowedtheirmasterintothedeepandmysteriousstateofzeretosay,amiraclehappehefragranceofflowerssomehowcoveredupthemetallicsmellofbloodrisingfromthecorpsesolefieldandbecamestrongerandstroilitdrownedandintoxicatedthesethesametimethespringbreezewaftihebattlefieldmadeonefeeldrowsyandtipsy.Multicoloredflowerpetalsandfloateddownfromtheskies.Fromthesouthcameacloudofredorchidsandotherbeautifullocalflowerswhipletelycoveredthebodiesstrehazardlyaroule