Book1:TeDream-Maker
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ofhermenstrualperiod.Theyearssatwellonher.Farfromdetragfromhercharm,theyenhancedherwomanlyattractivenessandfeminiy．Stephanie,whohad"decapitatedthescarletdragowigofenvyandanindescribableregretforwhatshehadlostforever．Itseemedtohernowthatthe"scarletdragon"wasasymbolofsexualityandfeminineness.Buttheoldherself"Mybodyisapuzzleoftheuniversewhitendtouepbystep.”Justthen,thedoorsuddenlyburstopen． Samantha: ThespaciousbathroominanotherpartofthepacewasmadeofItalianmarble，handpolishedandsmoothedtosuchadegreethatithadamirror-likeeffect．Thesheenofthegoldenfixturesreflectedbythemirrorsandthepolishedmarblesurfaceaddedtotheairofluxury．Anopensidedoorledtoagardenverandahwherecolorfundfragrantflowerswereblooming，inspiteofthedazzlingandbrilliantsunlight．Thegoldensunshinewaslikeagssoftransparent，sparklingwihaditsmovingrhythm，likethestringofsoundspyedonahugeharpbynimblefihegoldensummerwindflewaroundonitsrestlesswings.Thewarmgoldenbreezeslippedthroughtheopendoorintothearbleinteriorasifseekierfromsuchheatandbrilliance，bringingwithitthearomaofsummerflowers．Thewarmgoldehesummerafternoonwasbrokenonlybythefaintrhythmicalsoundsofnativewomenpoundingrianearbyhill．Thump!Thump!Thump!theywent．Thoughfarawayiaheenergyandpowerofeachmuffledthrustcouldbefelt．Eachofthesesoundsseemedtohaveanimpaantha’sheart．Shecameoutofherbath，wearingathickbathrobe．Theweather，thoughhot，wasbreezyandinthatmarblebathroom，itwasdpleasantwiththesmerflowerspermeatingtheair．ButSamanthawalkedsullenlytowardsherstudiowhereshedidherfashiondesigning．Theair-ditioningtherewasturnedonfullbst,creatinganartiflcialess.Expensiveperfumes,whosepricewascalcutedindroplets,weresprayedintheair．Theexquisite,ultra-modernatmosphereclearlydefihepreferendtasteofitsmistresstowardsartificialmaterialenjoyment． Samanthasatinfrontofhermirror，butdidnotreallyfeellikeputtingonanymakeup．Dimitriwasnotthere，sowhybother?Shelookedsullenandunhappy．Aformermodelofiionalfame,shewasusedtobeingplimentedandmademuchof．ButhereintheKingdomofDreams,heotherdiesseemedtobeinferiortoherinanyway．Thatwasohereasonsofhersulleness．Shepouredherselfagssofwineandwalkedovertothesofabesideamarbletable．Shelitacigarette，puffedonitforamoment，butthenbecamesoengrossedihoughtsthatthecigarettewasfotten．Onlywhenshereachedforanotheronedidshefindthattheburnt-outbuttwasstillinherfingers．ShewashavingsedthoughtsaboutfollowingDimitritohisKingdomofDreamsattheheightofhercareerandfame．Shewasallypreparedforthelongperiodsofidle，tranquiltimeonherhands,whichseemedtoforceherintoexperienglifeofonewhohadretiredprematurely．Shefeltasthoughshewereabonsaioable，growingbutnotmoving；oramemberoftheinanimatefurnituresociety，exceptthatshecouldbreathe． Hereyesrovedtotheminiaturerunwayatthefarendofthestudio，thehugemirrorssurroundingit，herdraftingtable．mannequinsewingbustandscatteredhalf-finishedgarments.Shecouldalmostseeherselfwalkingdowntherunwaysofthefamousfashioncapitalsoftheworldamidappuse，excmationsofwonderandenvy，endlesscligofcamerasandadelugeofexplodingfshlights．Herinparables