AWJOAW :: Volume #6

#532 Part 2: Curse

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Rumor and violent wind sound/rumor. Lies down sinks the dormancy on the ground, the breath actually just like the dead corpse slight person's shadow. This is a dream, one has the hope actually the incredible dream, a dream coming to an end, will wake up, or died with the dream together. 风声、猛烈的风声。躺在地上沉眠,呼吸却犹如已经死去的尸体般轻微的人影。这是一场梦,一场带着希望却又荒诞的梦,一场即将结束的梦,醒来、或与梦一同死去。 How our ancestors commit the original sin, we should not withstand such curse forever. This unfair...... unfair...... 我们的祖先犯下原罪又如何,我们不应该永远承受这样的诅咒。这不公平……一点也不公平…… This is unfair? 这是不公平的吗？ Fair...... 公平…… Curse...... 诅咒…… Cursed these devils, cursed their descendants...... 诅咒那些魔鬼,诅咒它们的后代…… Cursed their descendants, and even always...... 诅咒他们的子孙,乃至永世…… I with the name of dedicator of blood...... 我以血之奉献者之名…… As if wisp of cool breeze through the slit of louver, moves person shoulder occasionally to suspend with the skirt. 似乎有一缕凉风通过百叶窗的缝隙,吹动人偶的肩摆和裙角。 The wind is very big. 风很大。 The dreamland, anything is the dreamland. 梦境,什么才是梦境。 Zelin does not know, he saw the Asian cedar, as if two years ago, when he arrived here for the first time is the same. So lifelike, is so exquisite, he saw European chapel, dust that the burning incense that the so real touch, in the air fills, in that moonlight raises slightly. He heard, saw. 泽林不知道,他看到了亚楠,仿佛就像两年前,他第一次到这里时一样。如此逼真,如此细腻,他又见到了欧顿小教堂,如此真实的触感,空气中弥漫的焚香,还有那月光中微微扬起的尘土。他听到了许多,也看到了许多。 In his dream. 在他的梦里。 As before is that thick smog, making the entire church dim, these worship on bended knees is throwing over the statue of cape, these become fuzzy statue because of the old facial features very. Person who one by one he knows. The nun and makings that JOSEF, Mei Lya, Father Cascoigne and Hagur escape just like the Noble prostitute. Several other, by the old woman Taihe young people who that hunter rescues. They fall into the deep sleep, when the church only then Erin stretches a little bit the rustling sound of pinion cape. 依旧是那么浓密的烟雾,让整个教堂都变得朦胧起来,那些跪拜的披着斗篷的雕像,那些因年代久远五官都变得十分模糊的雕像。还有一个个他所认识的人。尤瑟夫卡、阿梅莉亚、加斯科因神父一家、亚哈古尔逃出来的修女、气质犹如贵族的妓女。还有其他几个,被那名猎人救下的老太太和年轻人。他们都陷入沉睡,教堂中只有艾琳活动身子时鸟羽斗篷的沙沙声。 That is the dreamland, that definitely is the dreamland. 那是梦境,那肯定是梦境。 But is actually almost the same as the reality. 但却与现实相差无几。 He as to close the eye, but actually saw another. 他似乎想闭上眼睛,但却看到了另外一幕。 It is not silent one. 并非沉默的一幕。 Similarly is European chapel. Mei Lya is depending near the wall, her some are uncomfortable, seem like half beast condition to make her feel somewhat dizzy, JOSEF in nearby is comforting her, although the look of doctor also showed, she feels to have no alternative about this matter, she is comforting Mei Lya, while casts aside to look to the front door near chapel, when that Witcher goes to the hunter workshop front door that departs. Nearby prostitute charming and sultry stretching oneself of, but abdominal pain suddenly makes her limp slightly the brow. In the Hagur scared nun sits in the corner, the lowering the head both arms hold the knee not to say a word. 同样是欧顿小教堂。阿梅莉亚正靠在墙边,她有些不舒服,似乎是半兽化的状态让她感觉有些头昏脑涨,尤瑟夫卡正在一旁安慰着她,虽然医生的眼神同样表明,她对这件事感到无可奈何,她一边安慰着阿梅莉亚,一边撇头望向小教堂附近的大门,那正是狩魔猎人前往猎人工坊时离去的大门。一旁的妓女风情万种的伸了个懒腰,但忽然的腹痛却让她微微蹩起眉头。在亚哈古尔被吓坏的修女坐在角落里,低着头双臂抱着膝盖一言不发。 „Do not worry, Doctor. The skill of that hunter is very good, he will not have the matter.” Shines directly in looks father wife Viola who daughter comforted say/way „perhaps he to find anything to JOSEF, therefore delayed.” “别担心,医生。那个猎人的身手很好,他不会有事。”正照看着女儿的神父妻子维奥拉对尤瑟夫卡安慰道“说不定他找到什么东西,所以才耽误了一些而已。” „Thank you, Viola.” JOSEF smiles slightly. Under the brilliance of blood moon/month, this smile appears is so weak and pale “谢谢你,维奥拉。”尤瑟夫卡微微笑了笑。只是在血月的光辉下,这笑容却显得那么无力和苍白 This is European chapel, is actually not. He in the same place, actually sees two different scenes. 这是欧顿小教堂,却又不是。他在同一个地方,却看到两种不同的景象。 What is the dreamland, but what is the reality? 什么是梦境,而什么才是现实？ „Goes, good hunter.” The person finger of occasionally has caressed the view slightly, just like the waterdrop stone to appear in the hand, she, the waterdrop, puts on the eye that Witcher shuts tightly slowly gently. “去吧,善良的猎人。”人偶的手指微微抚过眼帘,一颗犹如泪滴般的石头出现在手中,她慢慢的,把泪滴,轻轻放到狩魔猎人紧闭的眼睛上。 „Goes, good hunter.” “去吧,善良的猎人。” The people stand by the cabinet occasionally, as usual. 人偶站在橱柜旁,和往常一样。 The wind is very big. 风很大。
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