【原创少战同人】(6) Assam×Darjeeling 英文原版(建议词汇量3500以上阅读)(5)

Nur wissen möcht ich: wenn wir sterben,
Wohin dann unsre Seele geht?
Wo ist das Feuer, das erloschen?
Wo ist der Wind, der schon verweht?
(Tell me: when we’re dead,
where our souls go?
Where is the fire that extinguished?
Where is the wind that flew away?)
Elizabeth was singing“That’s quite romantic; maybe I should learn some by heart.” Assam then knocked at the door. A familiar voice came, “Please, come in!” The door opened, to her surprise, the lady in front of her was in a suit of nun. 

“Assam, right? Please be seated, we’re going to have a talk.” The lady owning a standard RP accent was in her early twenties, always smiling with a simple sagacious grace that cannot be described.
Assam sat and noticed the third people in the room simultaneously——Earl Grey, standing nears a window with a newspaper in hands. Seeing this, Assam stood up in a rush. “I’m sorry! I didn’t notice there are only two chairs in the room.” Grey waved, “Just take it, I’m ok.”