【战锤40k同人作品翻译】 Ennui 第二十七章:交互——风暴之中 Interact—Within the(4)
随之而去的还有风暴。
解脱涌进了我的四肢,在我跪倒在地时从中带走了我所有的力量。如果我的姐姐没有滑过砂石冲到我的身边,我可能已经在摔倒时把头砸在了山岩上。
“梅娜!”瑞亚抱着我喊出我的名字,可我几乎没有注意到她。“梅娜!发生了什么?!”
“金色,”我喃喃道,眨着眼试图驱散一只双眼燃烧、头顶戴着火冠的闪闪发光的猛禽的残影。“我看见了金色……在城市中……绿潮涌动的铁石之城……一朵白金的花朵与淡紫色的带刺花卉相互缠绕……永远地缠绕在了一起,这不能被允许……不能被容忍……不——不能——”
我语无伦次地吐出这些话语,几乎无法记住自己在说什么,更不用说我的意思了,但我看见我的姐姐一边点头一边轻柔地把我放躺在地上。
“带她去休息,”瑞亚轻声说,她的嗓音越来越小,仿佛本人飘到了很远的地方。“我会找到那几朵花……然后把它们连根斩断。”
原文:
My world was a torment of psychic chaos.
“Menesa!”
“Not now, Rhea!” I snarled the words out as I deflected the latest in a series of psychic onslaughts.
A storm had arrived, just as I had foreseen it. The runestones told of a weatherfront moving inwards from the plains to cross the Mon-Keigh Hive and I thought we were prepared for it. The runestones had not mentioned anything about a bloody warpstorm moving in along with the regular one!
Two of my Seers were dead, their minds blitzed to incognition by psychic overload, and laid at my feet. The four remaining Seers, led by myself, had erected a psychic veil to cover us, shielding our host of Banshees, along with the two companies of Guardians sent along with us and my harridan of a sister, from being torn apart by the psychic tumult that was currently scorching the Hive and the mountains surrounding it with psychic lightning.
解脱涌进了我的四肢,在我跪倒在地时从中带走了我所有的力量。如果我的姐姐没有滑过砂石冲到我的身边,我可能已经在摔倒时把头砸在了山岩上。
“梅娜!”瑞亚抱着我喊出我的名字,可我几乎没有注意到她。“梅娜!发生了什么?!”
“金色,”我喃喃道,眨着眼试图驱散一只双眼燃烧、头顶戴着火冠的闪闪发光的猛禽的残影。“我看见了金色……在城市中……绿潮涌动的铁石之城……一朵白金的花朵与淡紫色的带刺花卉相互缠绕……永远地缠绕在了一起,这不能被允许……不能被容忍……不——不能——”
我语无伦次地吐出这些话语,几乎无法记住自己在说什么,更不用说我的意思了,但我看见我的姐姐一边点头一边轻柔地把我放躺在地上。
“带她去休息,”瑞亚轻声说,她的嗓音越来越小,仿佛本人飘到了很远的地方。“我会找到那几朵花……然后把它们连根斩断。”
原文:
My world was a torment of psychic chaos.
“Menesa!”
“Not now, Rhea!” I snarled the words out as I deflected the latest in a series of psychic onslaughts.
A storm had arrived, just as I had foreseen it. The runestones told of a weatherfront moving inwards from the plains to cross the Mon-Keigh Hive and I thought we were prepared for it. The runestones had not mentioned anything about a bloody warpstorm moving in along with the regular one!
Two of my Seers were dead, their minds blitzed to incognition by psychic overload, and laid at my feet. The four remaining Seers, led by myself, had erected a psychic veil to cover us, shielding our host of Banshees, along with the two companies of Guardians sent along with us and my harridan of a sister, from being torn apart by the psychic tumult that was currently scorching the Hive and the mountains surrounding it with psychic lightning.