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Safe Trip is taking one final deep dive into the warm waters of Italian dream house with Welcome To Paradise Volume 3, the concluding. Close by, on the grass, stood a group of peacocks, with radiant tails outspread to the sun. The lion and the tiger, gentle and tame, were springing about like playful cats among the green bushes, whose perfume was like the fragrant blossom of the olive.
The fairy of paradise next made her appearance. Her raiment shone like the sun, and her serene countenance beamed with happiness like that of a mother rejoicing over her child. She was young and beautiful, and a train of lovely maidens followed her, each wearing a bright star in her hair. The East Wind gave her the palm-leaf, on which was written the history of the phoenix; and her eyes sparkled with joy. She then took the prince by the hand, and led him into her palace, the walls of which were richly colored, like a tulip-leaf when it is turned to the sun. The roof had the appearance of an inverted flower, and the colors grew deeper and brighter to the gazer.
The prince walked to a window, and saw what appeared to be the tree of knowledge of good and evil, with Adam and Eve standing by, and the serpent near them. The princess smiled, and told him that time had engraved each event on a window-pane in the form of a picture; but, unlike other pictures, all that it represented lived and moved,—the leaves rustled, and the persons went and came, as in a looking-glass. All that had ever happened in the world here lived and moved on the panes of glass, in pictures such as time alone could produce.
The fairy now led the prince into a large, lofty room with transparent walls, through which the light shone. Here were portraits, each one appearing more beautiful than the other—millions of happy beings, whose laughter and song mingled in one sweet melody: some of these were in such an elevated position that they appeared smaller than the smallest rosebud, or like pencil dots on paper. In the centre of the hall stood a tree, with drooping branches, from which hung golden apples, both great and small, looking like oranges amid the green leaves.
It was the tree of knowledge of good and evil, from which Adam and Eve had plucked and eaten the forbidden fruit, and from each leaf trickled a bright red dewdrop, as if the tree were weeping tears of blood for their sin. But we shall not move from the spot, although the boat may rock on the swelling water; the countries of the world will glide before us, but we shall remain still.
It was indeed wonderful to behold. First came the lofty Alps, snow-clad, and covered with clouds and dark pines. The horn resounded, and the shepherds sang merrily in the valleys.
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The banana-trees bent their drooping branches over the boat, black swans floated on the water, and singular animals and flowers appeared on the distant shore. New Holland , the fifth division of the world, now glided by, with mountains in the background, looking blue in the distance. They heard the song of the priests, and saw the wild dance of the savage to the sound of the drums and trumpets of bone; the pyramids of Egypt rising to the clouds; columns and sphinxes, overthrown and buried in the sand, followed in their turn; while the northern lights flashed out over the extinguished volcanoes of the north, in fireworks none could imitate.
The prince was delighted, and yet he saw hundreds of other wonderful things more than can be described. He is about to fly back, and will not return here for a hundred years. The time will not seem to you more than a hundred hours, yet even that is a long time for temptation and resistance.
But you must not listen, nor move from your place to follow me; for with every step you will find your power to resist weaker. If once you attempted to follow me, you would soon find yourself in the hall, where grows the tree of knowledge, for I sleep beneath its perfumed branches. If you stooped over me, I should be forced to smile. If you then kissed my lips, the garden of paradise would sink into the earth, and to you it would be lost. A keen wind from the desert would howl around you; cold rain fall on your head, and sorrow and woe be your future lot.
Farewell, farewell. Storks and pelicans flew after him in feathery bands, to accompany him to the boundaries of the garden. I shall be obliged to repeat the same thing for a hundred years; and each time, when the trial is past, if you resist, you will gain strength, till resistance becomes easy, and at last the temptation will be quite overcome. This evening, as it will be the first time, I have warned you.
After this the fairy led him into a large hall, filled with transparent lilies. The yellow stamina of each flower formed a tiny golden harp, from which came forth strains of music like the mingled tones of flute and lyre. Beautiful maidens, slender and graceful in form, and robed in transparent gauze, floated through the dance, and sang of the happy life in the garden of paradise, where death never entered, and where all would bloom forever in immortal youth.
As the sun went down, the whole heavens became crimson and gold, and tinted the lilies with the hue of roses. Then the beautiful maidens offered to the prince sparkling wine; and when he had drank, he felt happiness greater than he had ever known before. Presently the background of the hall opened and the tree of knowledge appeared, surrounded by a halo of glory that almost blinded him. The fragrance around him overpowered his senses, the music from the harps sounded more entrancing, while around the tree appeared millions of smiling faces, nodding and singing.
At every step his cheeks glowed, and the blood rushed wildly through his veins. I only want to see her sleep, and nothing will happen unless I kiss her, and that I will not do, for I have strength to resist, and a determined will. The fairy threw off her dazzling attire, bent back the boughs, and in another moment was hidden among them. She was lying already asleep, beautiful as only a fairy in the garden of paradise could be.
She smiled as he bent over her, and he saw tears trembling out of her beautiful eyelashes. Now do I begin to understand the happiness of paradise; I feel it to my inmost soul, in every thought. A new life is born within me. One moment of such happiness is worth an eternity of darkness and woe. A clap of thunder, loud and awful, resounded through the trembling air.
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All around him fell into ruin. The lovely fairy, the beautiful garden, sunk deeper and deeper. The prince saw it sinking down in the dark night till it shone only like a star in the distance beneath him. Is that what that statement means? Or did something else happen? Several times in his inner monologue, Devyn thinks "just what did they do to her? Alix doesn't really go through much of a character arc in this book either. She's a timid mouse who is completely convinced that she's worthless when we meet her and she still feels that way at the very end.
One of the last scenes we see with her is when she tells Devyn she loves him and that she doesn't expect him to love her back because she's so worthless. Even though Devyn gets angry and tells her never to say such things again, the reader is still left with the impression that Alix spends the rest of her life feeling like she doesn't deserve the fabulous Devyn and his illustrious family. Speaking of his family, I'd found the character of Shahara, Devyn's mother, to be pretty annoying in Born of Fire, but if possible she's even MORE annoying in this book.
She calls her son constantly and refers to him as "baby" and demands he make kissing noises at her over the phone like he's a five year old. And it's clear that her penchant for being completely hypocritical hasn't changed in the 30 years since the last book took place because she is immediately ready to slaughter Alix for being forced to betray Devyn without even pausing to recognize that it's the exact same situation Shahara herself was in with Syn in the last book and that Alix didn't have a choice.
Also, once again it is stated about a dozen times that Shahara is soooooo scary that she makes grown men pee their pants and once again she does absolutely NOTHING in the story to warrant that reputation.
The introduction of Payden, Syn's son from his first marriage was an interesting twist but unfortunately it's not handled very well. All through Born of Fire we hear about how Payden hates Syn's guts and even called the cops on Syn whenever he tried to visit. He treats Alix like dirt because she's a slave and has no compunction whatsoever about threatening the lives of her family in order to force her to betray Devyn.