Book2:KigdomIteDreams

ardsrelyingonhisbackeye.Nowhecouldwalknormally.Hepatrolledthegroundsaroundthepadfindingnothingabnormal,hestoppedforamomentbythepilrsofthepadthenwalkedtowardsthebackofthemountains.Afterheleft,VioandMr.Fingercameoutoftheshadowsattheeroftheroom.Viocaressedeveryinchofsurfaceherfingerscouldtoupletelyinfatuatedaedbythegoldpadcouldn’ttearherselfaway.Mr.Fingerwasamoreunbiasedbystanderandobserved,

    “Tome,thisgoldpaceislikeaheapofironscrapes,nothingverycaptivating.”

    “SolongasIloveit,evenaheapofironscrapesisgood.”

    ”Ithink,”saidMr.Fihatourhomeireeholeismorewarmandfortablethanhere!”Viosuddenlythoughtofsomethingandsaid,

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    “Isn’titstrasuchalovelypaotlivedin?IfIcouldlivehere,itwouldb