【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第十️一章:赠予 Given(11)
Isarae was many things; a xeno, an Eldar, a foe of mankind.
She was also, in a certain sense of the word, perfect.
Perfectly beautiful.
Her long, sunrise hair fell across her body like a shroud, and I found myself padding forward carefully so as not to disturb her.
Little Snow, she had called me. Not an insult, but almost a term of endearment. It reminded me a bit of how the older Sisters of the Convent Arborea would look after newer novitiates, calling them fond names, and treating them with care as much as with discipline during their training.
I’d never had one of them take me under their wing that way, but it had not stopped me from excelling. In a way, I was grateful to have mostly been alone during my time at the Schola and the Convent… it meant that I knew beyond a doubt that it was my skills and talents which had brought me to Praelex V and put me in the vanguard, and not a Sister Superior who wished to have her ‘little sister’ at her side.
All of my training, all of my time, and here I was staring at an Eldar witch with… desire.
She was also, in a certain sense of the word, perfect.
Perfectly beautiful.
Her long, sunrise hair fell across her body like a shroud, and I found myself padding forward carefully so as not to disturb her.
Little Snow, she had called me. Not an insult, but almost a term of endearment. It reminded me a bit of how the older Sisters of the Convent Arborea would look after newer novitiates, calling them fond names, and treating them with care as much as with discipline during their training.
I’d never had one of them take me under their wing that way, but it had not stopped me from excelling. In a way, I was grateful to have mostly been alone during my time at the Schola and the Convent… it meant that I knew beyond a doubt that it was my skills and talents which had brought me to Praelex V and put me in the vanguard, and not a Sister Superior who wished to have her ‘little sister’ at her side.
All of my training, all of my time, and here I was staring at an Eldar witch with… desire.