Book1:TeDream-Maker

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    "Really?I’vebeenimmersedinmywritingandneverknew!Oh，howterrible!Whatifhecrashedthroughthegatesofthepace?"ThepoisedandsophisticatedSamantha，whowasalwaysextravagantlymadeup,wassittioher．Shekhatforallhersharpintelligehetalentedpoetesswasemotionallyfragileandeasilyshattered，soshewenttothebarandpouredouttwogssesofbrandywithherperfectlymanicuredhandsandbrilliantlypaintedlongfingernails．ShehandedooAngelicatosootheherandsaid，

    "Don’tbeafraid．Thisisblessednd．NoevilmonsterharmushereorusurptheheavenlyordainedsntyofKingDimitri．Heisinvinciblebecauseheisprotectedbyhundredsofgods.”

    Natalie,stillinherballetshoes