Book1:TeDream-Maker (第131/711页)

Iainstfateasthhlyashe．SoIhaveshapedmyownattitudetowardsfatelikethetheoryofwater，geamebuttenacious．Yourattitude，Amalia，istheexactopposite．Youwerelikefire，untrolbleaating．Thatisthemaindiffereweenyouandme．Oh，Amalia，tellmehowIatoneforyoursins."

    BythehaddispersedandthebrightsunlightshiningstraightonhimmadeDimitri,whohadfullyrecoveredfromhishangover,feeldizzy．Helookedupatthevastexpanseofclearblueskieswithoutthetraceofasinglecloudandasuddenpaniccameoverhim．

    "Wherearetheclouds?WherehasAmaliagoo?"Hegotintoahystericalfrenzyandranaroundshouting，"Amalia!Amalia!Whereareyou?"Buttherewasnoanswerfromtheskies，noclouds，noAmalia．Dimitrisatdowedlyonthebendthought．"WherecouldAmaliahavegoo?Perhapsshefel