Book3:WereMyDreamIs

hecould.penedwasthis.DeannawasinthekehelpingCyclopswiththeHerculeantaskofpushingthegoldpacestepbysteptowardsnd.Thetaskwasalmostpleted.Thegoldpacehadmostlyemergedfromthewater,withonlyaboutasmallpartstillleftier.DeannalookedtowardsndahetorcheslightingupGiantMountain.Thedawnwasabouttobreakandthousandsofmightywarriors,strippedoftheiruppergarmentswereshoutingloudlyandrhythmicallyinunisonastheypulledwithalltheirmightontheropesthatweretiedaroundthegoldpace,pullingitinchbyinchupthehill.Thesoundoftheirunitedroarsastheyexertedtheirutmosteffortechoedinthehillsandmountains.Afterawhile,thunderouscheersburstforthfromtheonlookersandresouhesurroundihegoldpacehadepletelyoutoftheushedbythesuperhumahofCyclopsa