Book3:WereMyDreamIs
iththewavesofflowers,butaftertheirfeettouchedtheground,thewavesofflowersstillsurgedontotheykwhatdestinationanddisappearedfromview.Itwasamostpeadgentleforce,butalsothemostpowerfundall-quering.Therewasnothingitcouldnotresolve.EmmanuendSalinalookedateachotherandfoundthattheywerebothverywet,coveredfromheadtofootwithpetals,fiments,pollenaarofflowers.Theyfeltveryunfortableandstiotwithsaltwaterbutsweetar.Luckilyitwasteatnightotherwisebeeswouldbeswarmingarouryingtogatherthesugarysubstance.SalinalookedatEmmanuelhelplesslyandasked, “Whatshallwedo?Thisistoounfortable.Wemustfindsomewheretoupaosomedryclothing.”Emmanuellookedaroundattheunfamiliarsurroundingswhieverthelessprickedhismemory.Hefeltsomeho