Book3:WereMyDreamIs
bowandarrow,thenationaltreasuresoftheKingdomofDreams.Soshouldn’ttheybetreatedmorelely?Dimitri’sdispleasurewasdiffusedbyhisownthoughts.Hewasnolryandwishedthetwoofthemthebestoflutheirunion. Fromafar,DimitrisawhismagichorseLightningfreelygallivantingonthesmoothpins,stoppingnowaomunthefreshgrass.Asifsensinghewasbeingwatched,thehorseraiseditsheadandsawDimitrismilingathimsomedistanceaway.Ecstatiperceivinghisbelovedmasterwhomhehadnotseenforalongtime,Lightniloudaedneighsandgallopedtowardshightningimmediatelyleaptintotheairandwithjustafewfpsofhismightywingsstoppedbeforehismaster.Dimitripattedhisnecklovinglyandthehorsenudgedhimaffeately.Dimitrisawthathismagicswordwassafelytuckedbythesideofthesadd