ombehindthemountains,castingadistinctprofileonthesurfaceoftheke．TheriseandfallofthemountainrangeslookedlikeagiganticTitanlyiandhelplessontheground．Hissinewymuscleshadstoresofinfinitemight,powerandenergy．Havingintherefes，heseemedtolongtostretdturnover,butbeingparalyzedheolongerliftevenafinger．Hismusclestauhisfutileattempt．Ontheoppositebankoftheke,anudewomawashingherlonghairinthecrystalclearwater．Aftervigorouslyrubbingitdrywithatowel，shetwisteditlooselyintoaknotatthebackofherheadandstoodup．Ah!itwasLotus．Herbeautifulfacefullyrevealeduhebrightmoonlight．Shestoodthere，headraisedtothemoon，musclessorexedthattheyseemedtobepulledbythegravityoftheearthontotheground．Sheseemedtohearstrainsofmusithesky,butwheoppedtolistely，itwasgoafterawhile，theelusivemelodyappearedagain，startingasanindistinctmurmurandthenrisingslowlytoafullrhythm．Shebeganmovingherarmsandlegswithasluggishslowness，whichhadnoratiotoordinarymovements.Itwasasthoughshewasumosphericpressuretentimesgreaterthannormal．Butoherhand，hernguidmovementswerelikefloatingcloud．Ifisotedintopostures,eachwouldresemblethepoiseofatree;butliogethertheyweregracefusthewillowswayinginthespringbreeze．Thefullmoonshhtlyasshetinuedmoving，castingherelongatedshadowontheground，makingherappeartobeaherealgehemagicalgealmentofthelumimoonlight．Hermovementsweresmoothandflowingasthewater，seemingtonarratetheprocessofthecreationoftheearthanditselements．Timewasfrozenuntilshegraduallystopped．Shestoodthereforasedandthenwalkedbacktoherhut．Thetactofherbarefeetwiththegrassandsoilwasextremelysoothing．Sheerspiringslightly，soshesatbyherwindowsoftlyfanningherself．Theunhinderedbloodflowcruisingthroughherbodygaveherafeelingofwarm，zyfort．Thefeelingbroughtbackmemoriesthatshehadwheuhewintersuninthefishingvilge，watghergrandfathermendi．Heertastrologerandlookingatthemyriadsoftwinklingstarsinthesky,shewonderedwhiehehadturo．

    Justthen,twhtnternswereseenbobbingtheirwaytothehut．Theslendershadowscastonthegroundwerealltheslimmerbecausetheywereunhamperedbyclothes．IntheKingdomofDreams,nocamoufgewasneeded．Everythingwasnaiveandsimpleasnatureitself．AsLotuswentouttogreetherguests,sheheardNovelandElinahailingherfromafar，

    "Lotus!Wesawyoudanginthemoonlight．Itwasbeautiful!"

    "Weesomuchwedecidedtoeoverandtellyouso．Itwasreallyexquisite.”Lotusweledhervisitorsintothestrawhutandtakierboilingooveintheer,pouredeachofthemacuprantjasmiea．

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    "Iwasn’treallydang,youknow．Iwasjustmovingmybody.”

    "Youmeanyouwereexerg?That’sgoodforyourhealth.”

    "No，Elina．Iwaslyexerg．Iwasthinkingwhyshouldeverymovementofourbodybetrolledbythebrainfrombirthtodeath?Itisn’treallynecessaryasthebodyhasitsowum．Iwasjusttryingtomakemybrainstandliberatemybody,lettingitmoveasitliked,freefrominhibition"Asweethigh-pitchedvoiceresouhenight,breakingintotheirversation．Lotuslookedoutofthewindowandsawtheshadowofaboatiance．

    "That’sDeanna!"sheexcimed．TakiernfromNovel’shand,shewalkedouttotheedgeofthekeandsighit．Theboatturscourseandcametowardsthentern．Asitgothebank，theformofanudewo

ombehindthemountains,castingadistinctprofileonthesurfaceoftheke．TheriseandfallofthemountainrangeslookedlikeagiganticTitanlyiandhelplessontheground．Hissinewymuscleshadstoresofinfinitemight,powerandenergy．Havingintherefes，heseemedtolongtostretdturnover,butbeingparalyzedheolongerliftevenafinger．Hismusclestauhisfutileattempt．Ontheoppositebankoftheke,anudewomawashingherlonghairinthecrystalclearwater．Aftervigorouslyrubbingitdrywithatowel，shetwisteditlooselyintoaknotatthebackofherheadandstoodup．Ah!itwasLotus．Herbeautifulfacefullyrevealeduhebrightmoonlight．Shestoodthere，headraisedtothemoon，musclessorexedthattheyseemedtobepulledbythegravityoftheearthontotheground．Sheseemedtohearstrainsofmusithesky,butwheoppedtolistely，itwasgoafterawhile，theelusivemelodyappearedagain，startingasanindistinctmurmurandthenrisingslowlytoafullrhythm．Shebeganmovingherarmsandlegswithasluggishslowness，whichhadnoratiotoordinarymovements.Itwasasthoughshewasumosphericpressuretentimesgreaterthannormal．Butoherhand，hernguidmovementswerelikefloatingcloud．Ifisotedintopostures,eachwouldresemblethepoiseofatree;butliogethertheyweregracefusthewillowswayinginthespringbreeze．Thefullmoonshhtlyasshetinuedmoving，castingherelongatedshadowontheground，makingherappeartobeaherealgehemagicalgealmentofthelumimoonlight．Hermovementsweresmoothandflowingasthewater，seemingtonarratetheprocessofthecreationoftheearthanditselements．Timewasfrozenuntilshegraduallystopped．Shestoodthereforasedandthenwalkedbacktoherhut．Thetactofherbarefeetwiththegrassandsoilwasextremelysoothing．Sheerspiringslightly，soshesatbyherwindowsoftlyfanningherself．Theunhinderedbloodflowcruisingthroughherbodygaveherafeelingofwarm，zyfort．Thefeelingbroughtbackmemoriesthatshehadwheuhewintersuninthefishingvilge，watghergrandfathermendi．Heertastrologerandlookingatthemyriadsoftwinklingstarsinthesky,shewonderedwhiehehadturo．

    Justthen,twhtnternswereseenbobbingtheirwaytothehut．Theslendershadowscastonthegroundwerealltheslimmerbecausetheywereunhamperedbyclothes．IntheKingdomofDreams,nocamoufgewasneeded．Everythingwasnaiveandsimpleasnatureitself．AsLotuswentouttogreetherguests,sheheardNovelandElinahailingherfromafar，

    "Lotus!Wesawyoudanginthemoonlight．Itwasbeautiful!"

    "Weesomuchwedecidedtoeoverandtellyouso．Itwasreallyexquisite.”Lotusweledhervisitorsintothestrawhutandtakierboilingooveintheer,pouredeachofthemacuprantjasmiea．

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    "Iwasn’treallydang,youknow．Iwasjustmovingmybody.”

    "Youmeanyouwereexerg?That’sgoodforyourhealth.”

    "No，Elina．Iwaslyexerg．Iwasthinkingwhyshouldeverymovementofourbodybetrolledbythebrainfrombirthtodeath?Itisn’treallynecessaryasthebodyhasitsowum．Iwasjusttryingtomakemybrainstandliberatemybody,lettingitmoveasitliked,freefrominhibition"Asweethigh-pitchedvoiceresouhenight,breakingintotheirversation．Lotuslookedoutofthewindowandsawtheshadowofaboatiance．

    "That’sDeanna!"sheexcimed．TakiernfromNovel’shand,shewalkedouttotheedgeofthekeandsighit．Theboatturscourseandcametowardsthentern．Asitgothebank，theformofanudewo