Book2:KigdomIteDreams

hemysterious,brilliantlightagainshohepurewhiteEasterlily,itappearedmoresacredandentingthanever.

    “AreyouWhiteFairy?”criedDimitri.

    “Yes.IamEasterlily.Iamalsoaflowerthatbloomsinyourheart.Iamtheproductoftheslightestandmostintricatesciousnessofyourheart.Iexistineveryone’sheart,butmostpeopleigheirsoulsaresocoveredwiththedustandgrimethattheyme.Onlyyoudiscoveredme.ThatisperhapsGod’sblisstoyou.NowyoutellmewhatyouwantandIwillhelpyourealizeit.”

    “Iwantheavysmoke.Iwantasmokesoheavyitwouldyroomandmyceilinglikeacurtain,tosmefromtheevilpryiaringatme”.

    “Yes,master.Don’tfetIamnotonlyaflower.Iamalsoapuffofsmoke.Iwilldoasyouand.”

    DensesmokeappearedinDimitri’sroomandstartedtodispersetoev