【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第九章：交互——超越命运 Interact - Beyond Fate(7)
But no, rebellious Menesa had to walk the Witch Path and get a tower dropped on her head. I would never hear the end of this unless, of course, I expired underneath all this Wraithbone which was starting to sound like a good idea.
Except… there was something I was forgetting. Something important that I needed to tell them, but I couldn’t recall what it was.
Something I had seen.
No… no, it was something I had Seen.
“Oh…” I croaked the word out, though it was more of a noise, as my sluggish and bruised mind suddenly latched onto the memory.
Blankness.
Nothingness.
I hadn’t forgotten what I’d seen at all.
“Here!” I gasped, pain shooting through my ribs as I spoke as loudly as I could. “I’m here!”
There was no response. I’d called out too late, they’d already moved on to another pile of rubble, and I couldn’t get my voice to raise above a bleating whisper. I needed them to hear me though… I needed-
A song filled the air, lilting and haunting, and I gasped as the weight pressing down on my body suddenly lessened massively. The Wraithbone flowed like molten stone, all the hard edges of the cracked psychoactive material softening until they bled away from me.
Except… there was something I was forgetting. Something important that I needed to tell them, but I couldn’t recall what it was.
Something I had seen.
No… no, it was something I had Seen.
“Oh…” I croaked the word out, though it was more of a noise, as my sluggish and bruised mind suddenly latched onto the memory.
Blankness.
Nothingness.
I hadn’t forgotten what I’d seen at all.
“Here!” I gasped, pain shooting through my ribs as I spoke as loudly as I could. “I’m here!”
There was no response. I’d called out too late, they’d already moved on to another pile of rubble, and I couldn’t get my voice to raise above a bleating whisper. I needed them to hear me though… I needed-
A song filled the air, lilting and haunting, and I gasped as the weight pressing down on my body suddenly lessened massively. The Wraithbone flowed like molten stone, all the hard edges of the cracked psychoactive material softening until they bled away from me.
战山为王腿交剧烈运动
