【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第二十二章：对策 Measures(16)
Isarae wanted death, it was her first and only purpose on this world, and I would be the one to give it to her.
One bolt, center mass. Instant, quick, and clean.
I would kill my beloved Isarae and she would never even feel it, never have time to feel my betrayal. It was the coldest, cruelest, and only mercy that I could give her.
Tears rolled down my cheeks and my hands shook as I breathed in harsh gulps of air.
The Sister Superior of one of the squads was speaking to Isarae, and Isarae was speaking back. She had that sardonic look on her face, the one that said she was laughing at you just a little. I loved that look because it was always playful when it was aimed at me, but the look I loved best was the one she wore while she was sleeping.
It looked like peace, and I found myself hoping that would be the look she wore when I killed her.
On a whim, I blink-clicked the internal vox of my suit on and tuned it to the nearest command frequency.
//-lie as my kind breathe, Eldar, why should I believe you?//
I winced, the words sounded harsh and I knew I had said almost identical ones to Isarae when we had met. I regretted those words terribly, and only now did I realise I had never apologised for them. I should have told her I was sorry for my words when we first met, I should have told her how much I cared and how much she meant to me.
One bolt, center mass. Instant, quick, and clean.
I would kill my beloved Isarae and she would never even feel it, never have time to feel my betrayal. It was the coldest, cruelest, and only mercy that I could give her.
Tears rolled down my cheeks and my hands shook as I breathed in harsh gulps of air.
The Sister Superior of one of the squads was speaking to Isarae, and Isarae was speaking back. She had that sardonic look on her face, the one that said she was laughing at you just a little. I loved that look because it was always playful when it was aimed at me, but the look I loved best was the one she wore while she was sleeping.
It looked like peace, and I found myself hoping that would be the look she wore when I killed her.
On a whim, I blink-clicked the internal vox of my suit on and tuned it to the nearest command frequency.
//-lie as my kind breathe, Eldar, why should I believe you?//
I winced, the words sounded harsh and I knew I had said almost identical ones to Isarae when we had met. I regretted those words terribly, and only now did I realise I had never apologised for them. I should have told her I was sorry for my words when we first met, I should have told her how much I cared and how much she meant to me.
冰九囚笼二十六
