【战锤40k同人作品翻译】 Ennui 第二十五章：光芒 Light(13)
Her final words cut off as she went rigid, and psychic light erupted from her eyes and mouth.
“Alessa!” I reached out weakly, but as I did a weight fell upon my, pressing me down, pushing me back, as if to say ‘Stop… do not interfere.’
“O-Oh… Isarae…” Her voice came echoing through the onslaught of power that was rising up from her, and her tone was tinged with horror. “I see it… I… I see it!”
I had only the briefest moment to wonder what it was she was seeing that had made her voice so ragged when something like psychic hammer descended on me, bludgeoning me insensible, and then digging itself deep into the caverns of my soul to dredge me up and out of my body.
It was like a fist of burning ice had taken hold of my sternum, laced its fingers twixt my ribs, gripped, then ripped upward as if it were trying to pull the bones from my flesh.
The pain was blinding and deafening all at once, but it lasted all of a moment before my senses returned and I found myself staring up, not at the storm now, but at… myself.
Or rather, it was a cracked mirror of myself; the woman that hung on tenterhooks of psychic will above me was withered, ancient, and poisoned by ages of excess and evil. She was a hag… a witch, no less than Alessandra and her Sisters had first accused me of.
“Alessa!” I reached out weakly, but as I did a weight fell upon my, pressing me down, pushing me back, as if to say ‘Stop… do not interfere.’
“O-Oh… Isarae…” Her voice came echoing through the onslaught of power that was rising up from her, and her tone was tinged with horror. “I see it… I… I see it!”
I had only the briefest moment to wonder what it was she was seeing that had made her voice so ragged when something like psychic hammer descended on me, bludgeoning me insensible, and then digging itself deep into the caverns of my soul to dredge me up and out of my body.
It was like a fist of burning ice had taken hold of my sternum, laced its fingers twixt my ribs, gripped, then ripped upward as if it were trying to pull the bones from my flesh.
The pain was blinding and deafening all at once, but it lasted all of a moment before my senses returned and I found myself staring up, not at the storm now, but at… myself.
Or rather, it was a cracked mirror of myself; the woman that hung on tenterhooks of psychic will above me was withered, ancient, and poisoned by ages of excess and evil. She was a hag… a witch, no less than Alessandra and her Sisters had first accused me of.
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