Book3:WereMyDreamIs
indthatthecampwasquietay,withnosignoflife.Shenoticedthatthecampfireswerenewlyputout,sotheremusthavebeenpeopleherenottoolongago.Wherecouldthemen,womenandchildrenallgoo?Hassomethingdrastichappethegoldpace?Shequiedherstepsandwalkedon. 4 Shecametothegateofthegoldpacewhichlookedlikeanopenbloodymouth,pushedopentheheavygolddoorandwalkedontothenarrowwindingpathpavedwithgold.Theflowersandshrubsonbothsidesofthepathwerebloomingprofuselyinanexplosionofcolors.Thenshecametothefountain.Ninegonshadbeedifferentstrategicpositionsaroundthefountainsothatthewaterthatsproutedfromtheirmouthscrisscrossedandformedaravagantwebofwaterdispy.Brilliant,shimmeringdiamondscoveredthebottomofthefountainwhereglitter