【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第二十四章:宣泄 Unleashed(11)
“You will be…” Isarae promised me.
“How?” I buried my face in her hair, dampening the red locks with tears. “How can you know?”
She chuckled, and it was a faint and delicate noise.
“Because the Emperor protects?” She offered, almost in jest, and I let out a weak, brittle laugh.
The Emperor protects?
For so long that simple phrase had been a keystone of my life. It was the first thing I heard most mornings and the last words on my lips during prayers in the evening. It was an offering and a greeting, a benediction, and a farewell, and now?
Obscene.
It simply felt obscene.
The Emperor Protects?
Whom does He protect? Certainly not my sisters, who were slain before they could do more than set foot upon this world. Not Sister Superior Kalion who devoted better than half a century of loyal service to him, nor Sister Yu who had not yet earned her first battle honor before she was callously cut down.
He did not protect Attica, who personally sent the blighted soul of a Dark Champion screaming back into the unkind arms of their warped master.
“How?” I buried my face in her hair, dampening the red locks with tears. “How can you know?”
She chuckled, and it was a faint and delicate noise.
“Because the Emperor protects?” She offered, almost in jest, and I let out a weak, brittle laugh.
The Emperor protects?
For so long that simple phrase had been a keystone of my life. It was the first thing I heard most mornings and the last words on my lips during prayers in the evening. It was an offering and a greeting, a benediction, and a farewell, and now?
Obscene.
It simply felt obscene.
The Emperor Protects?
Whom does He protect? Certainly not my sisters, who were slain before they could do more than set foot upon this world. Not Sister Superior Kalion who devoted better than half a century of loyal service to him, nor Sister Yu who had not yet earned her first battle honor before she was callously cut down.
He did not protect Attica, who personally sent the blighted soul of a Dark Champion screaming back into the unkind arms of their warped master.