【战锤40k同人作品翻译】 Ennui 第二十六章：重生 Reborn(28)
Almost.
It’s the details I miss most though.
I miss my Isarae’s eyes most of all; her lovely, Wisteria eyes, and that gorgeous sunrise hair of hers. I wish I could see it again in more than my memories, and the worst of it is that I know even those will fade in time to be replaced with the two-tone shades of black and gold that my world has been reduced to.
Sighing, I leaned back in bed and stared up at what I had to assume was the ceiling. I couldn't see it, as the light I cast barely reached past my own fingers, but I think it safe to assume the ceiling is still there.
One would hope, anyway.
“If I have to spend another cycle in bed I will go mad,” I grumbled as I shifted around under the covers.
Psychic backlash, Isarae had called it. I suppose I understand… the few sanctioned I'd met, mostly astropaths, were all emaciated, their bodies ravaged by their own powers and left weak. I should really consider myself fortunate that I’m recovering so quickly.
“Frak it,” I moved out from under the blankets, shivered, then wrapped one of the small covers around my shoulders as I stood to leave.
It’s the details I miss most though.
I miss my Isarae’s eyes most of all; her lovely, Wisteria eyes, and that gorgeous sunrise hair of hers. I wish I could see it again in more than my memories, and the worst of it is that I know even those will fade in time to be replaced with the two-tone shades of black and gold that my world has been reduced to.
Sighing, I leaned back in bed and stared up at what I had to assume was the ceiling. I couldn't see it, as the light I cast barely reached past my own fingers, but I think it safe to assume the ceiling is still there.
One would hope, anyway.
“If I have to spend another cycle in bed I will go mad,” I grumbled as I shifted around under the covers.
Psychic backlash, Isarae had called it. I suppose I understand… the few sanctioned I'd met, mostly astropaths, were all emaciated, their bodies ravaged by their own powers and left weak. I should really consider myself fortunate that I’m recovering so quickly.
“Frak it,” I moved out from under the blankets, shivered, then wrapped one of the small covers around my shoulders as I stood to leave.
冰九囚笼二十六
