Book2:KigdomIteDreams (第96/246页)

ptionofthevolo.Hewasignitedbyfire-likelust,itgfora.

    Inthemagnifitandspaciouspace,twolittlepeoplewerelockedinatightembrace,kissingeachotherardently.Vioithjoy,filledwithafeelingofsatisfaandhappiness.Shewastotallyimmersedinherfantasy,asifshereallyowhegoldpadwasthequeen.Mr.Fingerknewclearlythatthewomaninhisarmswasoverlyambitious,morethanatrifleevindveryhardtotrol.Buthowcouldhebeartogiveuphispresentliaison,nomatterhowshort-liveditmaybe?Evenifitoraryselfdelusion,hewouldnotgiveitup.AresoundingcrashofthunderwokeViofromherreverie.ShepushedherselffromMr.Finger’sarmssaying,

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    “Listen!That’smymothercalling.Motheriscallingmeagainandsheisnotfarfromhere.Sheisnearby.”Sayingso,sherushedhystericallyoutofthepace.Mr.Fingercoulddonothingbutfollowher.Theycrossedthezigzagginggoldpace,ranonthenarrowgoldpathwayhalfcoveredrofusionofcolorfulblossomsandrushedahead.Whentheycametotheentrahepace,theyslidoutsidewaysthroughthegapjustthewaytheyhadentered.

    Vioranonfollowingthesoundofhermother’svoice.Theydidnotknowhowfartheyhadrunwhenabrightfshoflightningexposedafrighteningse.Notfaraheadwasadeadtree,oolhtredbloodbeforeit.ThiswasthesiteofIlene’sexecutionallthoseyearsago.AftershewaschoppedintwofromthewaistbyMedusa,herlowerbodyyinapoolofblood.ItwasthenthatVio,onlyanunshapedfetusatthetime,burstfromhermother’swombseekingtoescape.Tileaobemasterofherownas,shefloatedlikeatinyflowerseedinthewind.Shelookeddowher’supperbodystillhangingfromthebranchofatree.Ileenwasnotquitedeadyet,butwasstillgaspibreaths,writhingvulsively..Vioowerlesstosaveherdyingmotherbecauseshedidnotknowwhethersheherselfwouldsurvive.Herfatewaslikethatofthetinyflowerseedfloatingintheairbeingblownaboutbythewind.Thusshearatedfromhermother.AfterIleendied,heranger,jealousyandbitternesslivedonasshrilndwoefulspirit.Herblooddidnotdryuporsolidify.Herspiritlivedinherownpoolofbloodandhauheyellowsoirouree.Thatpoolofbloodroseandsank,sometimesvisible,sometimesinvisible.Stephanie’sdyingprophesycametrue.“......whenbloodseepoutofthebareyellowsoilofGiantMountain...........whenbloodspeakswithahumanvoice......thenitistime......thenitistime......”

    Viowalkedtothepoolofbloodadown.Mr.Fingerkdownbesideher.Viosaid,

    “Mother,Iamyhter,Vio.Iheardyourcall.Iovercameallkindsofdifficultiestoetoyourside.”Thepoolofbloodactuallyspokewithahumanvoice,saying,

    “Areyoumychild?Icalledyoudayandnight.Ithoughtthatifyouwerealive,youwouldhearmeandetome.ThankGodthechildIleftinthisworldactuallysurvived.Thankheavensmywishfeancewillnowetopass.Mydesdantswilvengeme.”

    “Yes,mother.Iwilvengeyou.Iliveonlytoavengeyou.Youdiedtically.IwillseekyourrevengeonDimitri,butyoumusttellmehowIamtogoaboutit.Itisnotahingtoaplish.”

    Thepoolofbloodflowedaboutintheyellowsoindgealedintohumanformsaying,

    “Thisisnotahingtodo,butifyoucarryoutmypnstepbystep,wewilttainoal.”

    “Mother,quicklytellmeyourpnforrevengeandIwillcarryitout.Iwilloverealldifficultiesbyfairmeansorfoul.Iwillnotstopuntilweattainoal.”

    “OurmostterribleenemyinKingDimitri’sKing