Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第255/327页)

lem.Don’tfetIamahugebird.Shesitonmyback,holdontomyfeathersandIwilltakeherupfromthisdeepabysstothecliffabove…WhiteFairyisapuffofsmokeandwillnothaveanyproblems,either.Well,let’sgetgoing…”

    “JustamomentMedusa”interruptedCyclops,suddenlyturningseriousandsaidsolemnly“LateronwhenIamclimbingupthecliffusingbothandhandsa,pleasedon’tchargeddownatmefromonhighwhileIamstucktheredefenselessorIwillcertainlyfalltomydeaththenandbesmashedtosmithereens…”TherewasashockedsilenomentbeforetheyrealizedthatCyclopshadmadeajokeandallburstintoughter.Therough-and-tumbleaguyactuallyhadasenseofhumorandwasribbingMedusaaboutthetimesheattackedhiminthemiddleofhisdestfromthecliff!”ItwasluckythatatthetimeMedusa’sheartsoftehememoryoftheirpastretionshipanddidnotdealhimthemortalstrokeforotherwisenowtherewouldbeohelpherraisethegoldpathebottomofthekeseeBook2KingdomintheDreams…Inhighspiritsandahappyatmosphereofradeship,thefourofthemquicklypreparedtoleave.Medusaturebckbirdandstoppedontheground.Ileentheantlymountedonherbadclutchedherfeatherswhenthebckbirdsoaredupintotheskies.WhiteFairyturoapuffoflightsmokeandfloateduptheskies.Cyclopsquicklyandagilelyclimbedupthesheercliffwithbothhishandsa.

    Theluminousfullmoohemiddleoftheskyandshoheearth,makingitalmostasbrightasday.Lookingatthenightsky,Medusa’sheartwasfilledwithanindescribabletension.Thebrighterthemoorongerherfeelingofinexplicablefear.“Couldthisfullmoonbeanomenofbadthingstoe?”shethought.“Ohno,no.Sihebeginningoftime,thefullmoonhadalwaysbeenanauspicioussymbondnotaharbingerofbadluck.Iambeingoverlysuspicious.”Medusa’spiergeyeslookedalroundher.Scoutsarieshadbeenpostedinthesurroundingforestsiandwouldshootresoundingarrowsintotheairincaseofanyemergennumerableopenfireshadbeenlitonthebanksofthekeandthousandsofnativeswerebusywalkingtoandfroattendingtotheirassigasks.“Noactsmusthappenatthiscriticalpoihegoldpacewasabouttoberaisedoutoftheke”thoughtMedusa.“Perhapsstressandtensionarecausingthisfeelingofuneasei.Butwhatdangercouldpossiblybelurking?Ithinkof.Imustbetookeyedupandamwaboutnothing.AwrysmiletouchedtheersofMedusa’slips.

    Ileen’seyesweregluedtothesurfaceofthewaterasshewaitedanxiously.“Cyclopshasbeenierforquiteawhile”shethought.“Whyhasn’theeupyet?Couldsomethinguntowardhavehappehoughheisehsuperhumahandmatchlessenergy,heisafteralureandnotatalgoodswimmer.Couldsomethinghavehappeohimdownthereiomofthewater?”Ileenknewshewasmakingamountainoutofamolehole,butCyclopswassomeonenearaoherheart.Howcouldshenotworryaboutherman?WhiteFairykneasgoingthroughIleen’smind,soshewalkedovertoherandsaid,

    “Don’tworry,Ileen.NothingwillhappentoCyclops.Hehasbeensuccessfullygoingbadforthsomanytimescarryingthingsfromndtothebottomofthekeandnothinghashappened.Heisusedtuerbynohingwillhappen.AlsoDeannaisdowntherewithhim.Thatgirlpracticallygrewupiersoyousurelyhavefidenhercapabilities.WithherswimmingwithhimandhelpinghiminwhatevercapacityCyclopswants,youneedhavenoworries.”Thenpointingtoanopehebankofthekeshesaid,“Lookatthatfire,Ileen.Wehaveawholembroastingoveraslowfire.I