【生肉搬运】Shrike伯劳鸟 第三章 英语原文(26)
George’s eyes snapped open, and he hauled himself up to stare at the man standing on the opposite bank.
“Dream?” George said incredulously, and the other god had the audacity to wave.
He looked just as George remembered him, his golden hair windswept and his grin mischievous. In George’s memory, he was always in the snow, a splash of violent color against the white landscape. It was strange now, watching him move between trees, their foliage the same color as his eyes, alive, in George’s domain. George felt his chest lurch, everything in him protesting at Dream’s casual reappearance. He had the urge to grab Sapnap by the shoulders and run.
But he couldn’t bring himself to move at all.
“Fancy meeting you here,” Dream called. “Must be fate.”
“Must be,” Sapnap said, his words laced with mockery. “How’d you find us, Dream?”
“It’s a small world.”
“No, it’s not.”
“For us, it is,” Dream said, striding across the river. When George and Sapnap recoiled defensively, he paused, right there in the middle of the river with the water coming up to his knees. It could have knocked him over. It should have knocked him over. But he stayed where he was, looking beseechingly across the river at George and Sapnap, and George felt that tug again, starting deep within his chest. It was—It was like something had reached in for his heart, and pulled, without mercy. “Hear me out. Can you give me that?”
“Dream?” George said incredulously, and the other god had the audacity to wave.
He looked just as George remembered him, his golden hair windswept and his grin mischievous. In George’s memory, he was always in the snow, a splash of violent color against the white landscape. It was strange now, watching him move between trees, their foliage the same color as his eyes, alive, in George’s domain. George felt his chest lurch, everything in him protesting at Dream’s casual reappearance. He had the urge to grab Sapnap by the shoulders and run.
But he couldn’t bring himself to move at all.
“Fancy meeting you here,” Dream called. “Must be fate.”
“Must be,” Sapnap said, his words laced with mockery. “How’d you find us, Dream?”
“It’s a small world.”
“No, it’s not.”
“For us, it is,” Dream said, striding across the river. When George and Sapnap recoiled defensively, he paused, right there in the middle of the river with the water coming up to his knees. It could have knocked him over. It should have knocked him over. But he stayed where he was, looking beseechingly across the river at George and Sapnap, and George felt that tug again, starting deep within his chest. It was—It was like something had reached in for his heart, and pulled, without mercy. “Hear me out. Can you give me that?”
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