Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第95/1399页)

akened,literarythoughtssuddenlyflowedandsurgeduntiltheywerealltaogetherandshedidnotknowwheretostart.Shedrankgssaftergssoftheexcellentwhiskeyandlostt.Perhapsitwasthealcoholthatcloudedherbrainandhamperedherabilitytotrate.Sleepinesscreptonher.ShedecidedtolookDimitriupthedayandtalkwithhimmoreiail.Shewouldstartwritingaftershehadabettergripandoveralluandingofthestory.Shefeltitwasuselesstotiinghereandtryinvaintomakeheadortailsoutofthehashinherbrain.ShewasjustabouttostandupandgotoherbedroomwhenshesuddenlyrememberedDimitri’stellingherhowheledhistwenty-fourbeautiesonebyoohisKingdomofDreamsandhowwhencamitystruck,hesafelyevacuatedthembaundanewain.“Whatawonderfulpcetostart”shethought.“Icouldbeginwiththel