Book3:WereMyDreamIs

rwalkingtogetherarmsaroundeachother’sshoulders.Someofthebarbariansoldiersandnativewarriorsevensataroundinacirclehandinhandtalking,ughing,singinganddangtogetherinhighspirits.KingDimitrismiledinsatisfaohesesofullofpeace,warmthandhappiness.Fromdifferentdiresofthemeadows,figureswereseenmakingtheirwaytowardshim.KingDimitrigazedfixedlyatthemandsawthatthetwofiguresingfromtherightwerehisoldfriendsRichardandJamaz;thetwoingtowardshimattheterwerethesilver-hairedMr.KaffeeandthewrinkledDavidawomenwalkingtowardshimotalkingandughingwereMr.FingerakaEmmanuendBig-O.KingDimitri’sfacewaswreathedinsmilesashesawhisoldfriendswalkingsofulloflifetowardshimknowingtheymusthavebeenamongthedeadwhowerenowresurrected.Hewa