【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第八章:破碎 Broken(5)
伊莎莱离开了,我对自己没听到她离开又皱起眉头。又一次,我推断着,我也没听见她进来。灵族被认为是超自然地安静,所以我觉得并不是所有的教学都是错的。
我把一只脚浸到水里,开心地舒了口气,然后脱下了毛巾,完全滑入宜人的热水中,发出一声完全是满意的叹息。我看着水被污垢染黑,然后皱着脸想自己是否该先把污物都洗掉再重新放一个浴池的水来切实地清洗干净,不过我的心里所想被地板下低沉的隆隆声打断,水随后开始循环。
很快,水又干净了起来,我笑着明白了自己可以在浴池里想呆多久呆多久。
“我们的帝国被分开了几百个世纪,Cre’yth,”伊莎莱的声音吓到了我,我环抱着自己,几乎跳起来,转身看到她在我身边滑进水里,“但热水浴却是我们共有的享受,真是奇怪。”
我用力咽着唾沫,试图不去看她的裸身,转过头把眼睛死死地聚焦在前方。
嗯,我已经很放松了。
原文:
I’m not sure why I told her that.
My name… why did I tell her my name? What on Holy Terra possessed me to tell an Eldar witch, whatever she professes to be able to do or not do, my name?
Cold gripped my heart as I imagined what she might be able to get from me with my name, given freely from my own lips. She claimed to be no sorceress, but the Eldar, to a one, truck deeply with the Warp, and it is that which led them to their ultimate downfall.
I stumbled dumbly through the door to the washroom trying not to think of my egregious error, and paused to appreciate the more than generous appointments it had.
A large bath, circular, and wide enough to fit half a dozen comfortably. A station to apply cosmetics and a wide three paned vanity. There was even an alcove where a lobotomised servitor waited to take orders for refreshments, although whether or not there were any left to be had was a different question.
我把一只脚浸到水里,开心地舒了口气,然后脱下了毛巾,完全滑入宜人的热水中,发出一声完全是满意的叹息。我看着水被污垢染黑,然后皱着脸想自己是否该先把污物都洗掉再重新放一个浴池的水来切实地清洗干净,不过我的心里所想被地板下低沉的隆隆声打断,水随后开始循环。
很快,水又干净了起来,我笑着明白了自己可以在浴池里想呆多久呆多久。
“我们的帝国被分开了几百个世纪,Cre’yth,”伊莎莱的声音吓到了我,我环抱着自己,几乎跳起来,转身看到她在我身边滑进水里,“但热水浴却是我们共有的享受,真是奇怪。”
我用力咽着唾沫,试图不去看她的裸身,转过头把眼睛死死地聚焦在前方。
嗯,我已经很放松了。
原文:
I’m not sure why I told her that.
My name… why did I tell her my name? What on Holy Terra possessed me to tell an Eldar witch, whatever she professes to be able to do or not do, my name?
Cold gripped my heart as I imagined what she might be able to get from me with my name, given freely from my own lips. She claimed to be no sorceress, but the Eldar, to a one, truck deeply with the Warp, and it is that which led them to their ultimate downfall.
I stumbled dumbly through the door to the washroom trying not to think of my egregious error, and paused to appreciate the more than generous appointments it had.
A large bath, circular, and wide enough to fit half a dozen comfortably. A station to apply cosmetics and a wide three paned vanity. There was even an alcove where a lobotomised servitor waited to take orders for refreshments, although whether or not there were any left to be had was a different question.