第二十五章：我不觉得我死了...(4)
“我永远到不了那里……”鱼脚司气喘吁吁地说。他脸色又发青了。
“你能行的。”小嗝嗝牙齿打战地说。“游！”
说着，他开始游向远处地平线上那模糊的灰色轮廓。“快游！快游！快游！你一定要做到……”
可是那大海是那么大，而他们是那么小，那远处的陆地又是那么，那么的遥远……
25. I DON’T THINK I’M DEAD...
Fishlegs’s weary face was looking back at him through the smoky glass of the column. ‘Oh, Fishlegs!’ cried Hiccup. ‘I thought that you were dead!’ ‘No,’ said Fishlegs. ‘I’m not dead. At least… I don’t think I’m dead…’ His voice was very, very weak. ‘Though I have to admit, I’m not feeling at my most lively. What with one thing and another I’ve had better weeks in the Archipelago.’ Hiccup laughed, shakily. ‘No, you’re not dead, Fishlegs. You’re in the lair of the Monster of the Amber Slavelands. The Monster likes eating fresh meat so it must have been keeping you alive.’ ‘Ah,’ said Fishlegs. ‘I knew I had a feeling I wasn’t in a great situation…
’ ‘Lean against the other side of the column, Fishlegs,’ Hiccup ordered, and he began to swing his axe, gingerly cutting through one side of the glass column, being very, very careful, for he did not want to hurt Fishlegs when it broke. Thor’s birthday, it was cold down there. Hiccup shivered as he swung his axe, the damp
“你能行的。”小嗝嗝牙齿打战地说。“游！”
说着，他开始游向远处地平线上那模糊的灰色轮廓。“快游！快游！快游！你一定要做到……”
可是那大海是那么大，而他们是那么小，那远处的陆地又是那么，那么的遥远……
25. I DON’T THINK I’M DEAD...
Fishlegs’s weary face was looking back at him through the smoky glass of the column. ‘Oh, Fishlegs!’ cried Hiccup. ‘I thought that you were dead!’ ‘No,’ said Fishlegs. ‘I’m not dead. At least… I don’t think I’m dead…’ His voice was very, very weak. ‘Though I have to admit, I’m not feeling at my most lively. What with one thing and another I’ve had better weeks in the Archipelago.’ Hiccup laughed, shakily. ‘No, you’re not dead, Fishlegs. You’re in the lair of the Monster of the Amber Slavelands. The Monster likes eating fresh meat so it must have been keeping you alive.’ ‘Ah,’ said Fishlegs. ‘I knew I had a feeling I wasn’t in a great situation…
’ ‘Lean against the other side of the column, Fishlegs,’ Hiccup ordered, and he began to swing his axe, gingerly cutting through one side of the glass column, being very, very careful, for he did not want to hurt Fishlegs when it broke. Thor’s birthday, it was cold down there. Hiccup shivered as he swung his axe, the damp
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