HH荷鲁斯叛乱14《异端初现》渣翻1(7)

这位灰色的战士低头看看他眼前的这个家庭，这是他带走这个男孩之前只有一次见到他的父母的时候。
“ 艾瑞巴斯，”他轻声说道。 ‘我叫艾瑞巴斯。’
‘谢谢你，艾瑞巴斯大人。 这是我的儿子，’她对男孩示意。 “安格尔泰”。’
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False Angels
I remember the Day of Judgement.
Can you imagine looking up and seeing the stars fall from the sky? Can you imagine the heavens themselves raining fire upon the world below?
You say you can picture it. I don’t believe you. I’m not speaking of war. I’m not speaking of promethium’s stinging oil-scent, or the burningchemical reek of flames born from missile fire. Forget battle’s crude pains and the sensory assault of orbital bombardment. I am not speakingof mundane savagery – the incendiary ills men inflict upon other men.