Book2:KigdomIteDreams

efireflyflewinthroughanopenwindowandsawagroupofnakedbeautiesgatheredaroundatable,talkinganimatedlyaboutsomething.Thebrilliahelightsovershadowedthetinynternonitstail,andthehumofhumanvoicesrushedatitlikesoundwaves,makingitimpossibleforittoremainlongintheroom.Itthought,“Whybeedabouttherightandwronganddisanbeings?Whybebotheredbythehumdrumthingsoflife?Imusttreasuremypreciousshortlifebecauseitmaybeoverbytheingofdawn.Whynotvisitthelonelyblossomsinthepacegarden?Theymustbedesoteattheprospectofwitheringanddying.Iwillheraldnewsofresurre.”Decisionhavingbeeflewoutatohroughanotheropenwindowintothedarknessofnight.

    Inthebrilliantlylitroom,thebeautiescalledforthbyAisha,weregatheredtogethertodiscusstheex