Book3:WereMyDreamIs

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    “IknowitmustbetheworkofMr.Finger!”saidDwarfMickeyangrilyinhisshrillvoice.“Wewerelookingforhimeverywhere,wabouthissafety,whilehesneakedbacktotheKingdomofDreams,foundhisbrideVio,whoIbelievetobethethiefthatstolemytreasures.ItracedhimtotheKingdomofdreamsandlosttrathere,neverdreamingthathehadinatedtoatinywomanthesamesizeasMr.Finger,asifshehadbedesignedjustfago,theyseemedtobemortalenemieswhowereateachother’sthroatattemptingtokilleachother,butnowthey