灵魂之战三部曲卷三逝月之巨龙第一册(页 1) - 文字翻译室 - 龙骑士城堡奇幻论坛奇幻文学,翻译,原创,龙与地下城

mati_matty 发表于 2006-6-16 18:26

灵魂之战三部曲卷三逝月之巨龙第一册

第一章失落的灵魂 曾位于帕兰萨斯的大法师之塔现在耸立在耐德兰，在这座塔的地牢里，伟大的法师雷斯林•马哲理用魔法创造了一个真视之池。看进池中，他就能监视并不时影响世事。虽然雷斯林•马哲理已经死去多年，他的真视之池却还在使用。达拉玛从师傅手中继承了大法师塔，他维持着魔法池。法师塔是灵魂之河里的一个孤岛，而达拉玛是塔里的囚徒，他经常用魔法池观察那些自己无法亲身前往的地方。 此刻，帕林•马哲理站在魔法池边上，凝视着房间里唯一的光源，池中央燃烧着的蓝色火焰，池水静止，火焰也不跳动。达拉玛站在他身边，也盯着那团火焰。虽然他们可以观察世界上的任何地方，但现在，他们却在监视自己所在的这座法师塔的顶楼。 光明城堡的金月和奈拉卡黑暗骑士团的夜之王者米娜，将会在曾属于雷斯林•马哲理的实验室里会面。金月已经到了。实验室里阴暗寒冷，达拉玛留给金月一盏灯，但微弱的灯光反而突出了永远不会真正被照亮的黑暗，就算克莱恩上每一盏灯和每一根蜡烛都燃烧起来，黑暗也会依旧。黑暗是这座可怕的法师塔的灵魂，而黑暗的中心就在这个房间里，过去这里是死亡和痛苦之地。 在这里，雷斯林•马哲理想模仿众神创造生命，但完全失败了。他创造了被称为活物的畸形生命，那些可怜的活物就生活在此刻两名法师所站的房间里。在这里，蓝龙女士奇蒂拉死了，她的死亡同她的生命一样残忍而血腥。这里还有无底深渊的入口，连接着凡人的国度和亡者的领域，很久之前连接就被切断了，入口现在只是老鼠和蜘蛛的乐园。 金月知道这个房间的黑暗史。帕林盯着魔法池表面晃动的影像，觉得此刻她一定在想那些事。金月站在实验室里，紧紧抱着双臂。她在颤抖，不是因为冷，而是恐惧。帕林很担心，自从认识金月以来，他从未见过金月害怕。 也许是因为她灵魂栖息的奇怪身体吧。金月九十多岁了，真正的身体已经老了，虽然对于这个年纪的人来说还算健壮，但皮肤有了岁月的痕迹，背部开始弯曲，手指也变得粗糙，只是触碰仍然温柔。在那个身体里，她很舒适。她从未害怕或是后悔过去的岁月带来的爱与出生的喜悦、爱与死亡的悲伤。在风暴之夜，年老的身体被拿走了，她得到了一个奇怪的新身体，年轻、美丽、健康而充满活力。只有目光还是帕林一生认识的那个人。 帕林想，金月是对的，这个身体不属于她，只是美丽的服饰。这不适和她。 “我应该跟她在一起，”帕林嘀咕道。他开始不安地在池边踱步。这个石头房间寒冷而黑暗，唯一的光线是魔法池中间丝毫不动的火焰，它的亮度有限，没有暖意。“金月看起来很强壮，实际上不是。她的身体也许是二十几岁，但心却是九十几岁。再次看见米娜的震惊－－尤其是米娜－－可能会杀了她。” “在那种情况下，看见你被黑暗骑士砍头的震惊可能对她不起作用，”达拉玛挖苦道。“她会看到什么取决于你现在是否上去。塔被士兵包围了，外面至少有三十人。” “我觉得他们不会杀我，”帕林说。 “不会？那他们会干什么？让你站到墙角面壁思过？”达拉玛嘲弄道。 “说到墙角，”他突然改变语气说，“你看见了那个了吗？” “什么？”帕林头一抖，惊慌地看着四周。 “不是这里！那里！”达拉玛指着魔法池。“守护入口的龙眼睛闪了一下。” “我只看见灰尘，”帕林认真盯了一会儿后说，“还有蜘蛛网和老鼠粪，那是幻觉。” “是吗？”达拉玛说。他的嘲讽腔调软化了，变得异乎寻常地忧郁。“我怀疑。” “你怀疑什么？” “很多东西，”达拉玛说。 帕林注视着黑暗精灵，但无法从那张憔悴的脸上读出任何信息。穿着黑袍的达拉玛同房间里的黑暗没有分别，能看见的只有手掌和纤细的手指，似乎缺乏一个身体。精灵寿命很长，达拉玛大概正当壮年，但被野心损耗的消瘦外形却像是个老精灵。 我不该中伤他。当他看着我的时候，他看见了什么？帕林问自己。一个卑劣的中年人。我的脸苍白消瘦，头发灰白稀疏，眼神充满承诺无法兑现的愤怒。 我站在叔叔创造的魔法池边，而我做了什么，只是让任何寄希望于我的人失望，包括我自己。金月就是最近的一个。我应该跟她在一起，像父亲一样的英雄应该跟她在一起，无论那是否意味着要献出自由，甚至生命。但是我却在这，躲在地下室里。 “别走来走去的，行吗？”达拉玛急躁地说。“你会掉进魔法池里。看那边。”他激动地指着池水。“米娜到了。”达拉玛搓搓手。“现在我们能看见点对我们有利的东西。” 帕林停下脚步，犹豫不决。如果他立刻离开，经过魔法通道，也许能及时赶到金月身边保护她。但是，他却迈不开脚。他担心而入迷地盯着魔法池。 “在法师的黑暗里我什么都看不见，”米娜大声说。“我们需要更多灯光。” 房间里的光线明亮起来了，让习惯了黑暗的眼睛眩晕。 “我不知道米娜是个法师，”帕林用手遮住眼睛说。 “她不是，”达拉玛简短回应道。他奇怪地瞥了帕林一眼。“难道这没有告诉你一些事？” 帕林专心听谈话，并没有理会这个问题。 “您……您真美，妈妈，”米娜敬畏地低声说。“您看起来正如我想的一样。” 女孩跪下来，伸出手。“来，亲我，妈妈，”她流着泪说。“像以前那样亲我。我是米娜，您的米娜。” “以前许多年她都是，”帕林看着金月摇摇晃晃走上前抱住养女，小声嘀咕道。“金月发现米娜被冲上海岸，也许是海难的幸存者，不过没有发现残骸、尸体或是其他的幸存者。他们把米娜带到城堡的孤儿院。米娜聪明、勇敢、无畏，所有人包括金月都喜欢她，金月把她当成女儿。然后有一天，十四岁的米娜出走了。我们搜寻过，但是没有任何踪迹，没人知道她为什么离开，因为她似乎很幸福。金月伤心欲绝。” “当然，金月找到她了，”达拉玛说。“金月想找她。” “你什么意思？”帕林瞥了一眼达拉玛，不过精灵的表情难以捉摸。 达拉玛耸耸肩，并不回答，只是对着魔法池做了个手势。 “米娜！”金月摇动着养女说。“米娜！孩子……为什么你要在大家都那么爱你的时候离开？” “我离开是为了对您的爱，妈妈。我离开去寻找您拼命想要什么。我找到了，妈妈！我为您找到了。” “亲爱的妈妈。”米娜握住金月的手，举到唇边亲吻。“我所做的一切都是为了您。” “我……不明白，孩子，”金月的声音在颤抖。“你戴着黑暗、邪恶的象征……你去哪里了？你呆在哪里？发生什么事了？” 米娜笑了。“我去了哪里和呆在哪里并不重要。不过一路上发生的事您一定得听听。” “您记得吗，妈妈，您经常对我讲的故事？那个您在黑暗中旅行寻找众神的故事？还有您如何找到众神，并把他们的信仰带回了这个世界？” “我记得，”金月说。她变得非常苍白，帕林决心无论如何也要去跟她呆在一起。 他开始唱颂魔法，咒语从嘴里传出，但却不是他心里的那些词。那些词平滑流畅，而他说出的却厚重浑浊，就像石头落在地板上。 帕林对自己生气，他停下来，强迫自己冷静下来再试一次。他知道咒语，甚至可以倒背如流。尽管没有意义，他也可能会反着说。 “这是你干的！”帕林责怪道。 达拉玛觉得好笑。“我？”他摇摇手。“如果你想去金月那里就去吧。如果你想跟她一起死就死吧。我不会阻止你。” “那是谁干的？唯一神？” 达拉玛默默看了帕林一会儿，然后又盯着魔法池。他把双手叠在袖子里。“没有过去，马哲理。你回去过。没有过去。” “您告诉我众神已经走了，妈妈，”米娜说。“您告诉我因为众神离去，我们不得不自己设法生存在世上。但是我不相信那个故事，妈妈。” “噢”，米娜按住金月的嘴，不让她说话，“我并不是认为您说谎。只不过您错了。您看，我更清楚。我知道有一位神，因为小时候船沉没，我独自落入海中时听到了神的声音。您在海岸上发现了我，您记得吗，妈妈？但是您从不知道我怎么到那里的，因为我发誓永远不会说。其他人溺死了，但是我被救了。神支持我，在我害怕孤独和黑暗时为我歌唱。” “您说没有神了，妈妈，但是我知道您错了。所以我像您那样做了。我去寻找神，把神带回来。我做到了，妈妈。风暴的奇迹，那就是唯一神。您的青春和美丽的奇迹，那就是唯一神，妈妈。” “现在你明白了吗，马哲理？”达拉玛轻轻说。 “我想我开始明白了，”帕林说。他残破的手指紧紧扣在一起。房间很冷，他的手指冷得发痛。“我会加一句，‘帮帮我们，神啊’，不过那也许不合适。” “嘘！”达拉玛说。“我听不见了。她说什么？” “你请求了这个，”金月指着自己被改变的身体说。“这不是我，它只是你看到的假象……” “您不高兴吗？”米娜似乎没听见，或者是不想听。“我有很多话要告诉您，您会高兴的。借助唯一神的力量，我将医疗奇迹带回了世界。带着唯一神的祝福，我消除了精灵在西瓦那斯提上空升起的魔法罩，杀死了奸诈的绿龙湛青•血暴。绿龙王碧雷被唯一神杀死了。堕落不忠的精灵王国被摧毁，精灵死去。” “精灵王国被摧毁了！”达拉玛眼睛发亮，喘不过起来。“她撒谎！不是那个意思！” “说起来很奇怪，不过我觉得米娜不会撒谎，”帕林说。 “但是死亡后他们会找到救赎，”米娜鼓吹道。“死亡会带他们去见唯一神。” “我在这双手上看见了鲜血，”金月说，她的声音在颤抖。“成千上万人的鲜血！你找到的这个神是可怕的神。一个黑暗邪恶的神！” “唯一神告诉我您会这么认为的，妈妈，”米娜回答。“当其他神离开，您认为自己被抛弃时，您愤怒又害怕。您感到他们背叛了自己，那是当然。因为其他神的确背叛了。您错误信仰的神害怕地逃跑了……” “不！”金月大喊道。她站起来，远离米娜，手挡在胸前。“不，孩子，我不相信。我不听。” 米娜抓住金月的手。 “您要听，妈妈。您必须听，那样您才会明白。众神害怕混沌之神逃跑了，妈妈。只有一位神没有。唯一神忠于她帮助创造的人民，只有唯一神敢于面对万有全无之父。战斗让她非常虚弱，弱到无法在这个世界上出现，无法同取代她位置的巨龙战斗。虽然她不能跟人民在一起，但她赐予那些帮助他们对抗巨龙的人礼物。所谓的野魔法和您所知道的心灵治疗能力……都是她的礼物，是她赐予你们的。” “如果那是她的礼物，那为什么幽灵要为她窃取魔力……”达拉玛轻轻说。“看！看那里！”他指着平静的水面。 “我看见了，”帕林喘不过气来。 守护无底深渊入口的五龙首开始发出奇怪的光芒，分别是红色、蓝色、绿色、白色和黑色。 “我们都是白痴，”帕林嘀咕道。 “跪下，”米娜命令金月，“向唯一真神祈祷感谢。唯一神仍然忠于她创造的子民－－” “不，我不相信你说的话！”金月牢牢站着。“你被骗了，孩子。我了解这个唯一神。很久以前我就知道她，我知道她的诡计和谎言。” 金月注视着五首龙。 “我不相信你的谎言，塔克西丝！”金月大胆地说。“我永远不会相信尊敬的帕拉丁和米莎凯丢下我们由你摆布！” “他们没有离开，是吗？”帕林说。 “不，”达拉玛说。“他们没有离开。” “你就是你，”金月喊道。“一个邪恶的神不需要崇拜，你只想要奴隶！我永远不会向你屈服!我永远不会侍奉你！” 五首龙的眼中闪过白炽的光芒。帕林惊恐地看见金月开始在可怕的热量下枯萎。 “太迟了，”达拉玛极度平静。“太迟了。无论是她，还是我们。他们很快就会来找我们。你知道的。” “这个房间很隐蔽－－”帕林说。 “对塔克西丝来说？”达拉玛忧郁地笑了。“在你叔叔向我展示这个房间之前，她就知道这里的存在。什么事能瞒过‘唯一神’？偷走了克莱恩的唯一神！” “正如我所说，我们都是白痴，”帕林说。 “你自己发现了事实，马哲理。你使用装置回到克莱恩的过去，但只能到混沌被击败的时刻。在那之前，没有过去。为什么？因为在那一刻，塔克西丝偷走了过去、现在和未来。她偷走了世界。线索就在那里，只是我们没能理解。” “那泰索何夫看见的未来－－” “－－永远不会发生。他去的是本该发生的未来。他到了现在这个未来。想想看事实：天空中一个奇怪的太阳；曾有三个月亮的地方只有一个；星辰的图案大不一样；空中有颗从未见过的红星；突然冒出来的陌生巨龙。塔克西丝把世界带到宇宙的这个部分，可能在任何地方。奇怪的太阳，孤单的月亮，异界龙，还有全能的唯一神，没人能阻止她。” “除了泰索何夫，”帕林想起坎德人还藏在楼上的房间里。 “呸！”达拉玛哼了一声。“现在他们可能已经发现他了。他和侏儒。找到他们后，塔克西丝会按我们计划的那样，送他回去死。” 帕林瞥了一眼门。上面某处传来命令声和奔跑的脚步声。“泰索何夫在这里的事实表明黑暗之后并不永远正确。她没有预见到坎德人的到来。” “如果那能让你高兴，随你去想，”达拉玛说。“我看不见任何希望。见证黑暗之后的力量。” 他们继续看着黑暗魔法池。在实验室里，一个老妇人躺在地上，白发松开，散落在肩上。因为慷慨的礼物被人蔑视，气愤的复仇女神拿走了青春、美丽、力量和生命。 米娜跪在垂死的金月身边，紧紧握住她的手，举到唇边亲吻。“求求您，妈妈。我可以恢复您的青春，恢复您的美丽。您可以重新开始生命。您可以和我一起行走，共同以唯一神之名统治世界。您只需要谦逊地向唯一神请求关爱，然后就行了。” 金月闭着眼睛，嘴唇没有动。 米娜弯下腰。“妈妈，”她乞求道。“妈妈，就算不为自己，也要为我这么做。为了对我的爱！” “我祈祷，”金月的声音很低，帕林屏住呼吸听着，“我向帕拉丁和米莎凯祈祷，请他们原谅我信仰不坚定。我本该知道事实，”每说一个词，她的声音都在减弱，“我祈祷帕拉丁能听到我，他会来的……为了对米娜的爱……为了对所有人的爱……” 金月躺在地板上，毫无生气。 “妈妈，”米娜手足无措，像个迷失的孩子，“我这么做都是为了您……” 帕林热泪盈眶，但他不知道自己在为谁哭泣－－为带给世界光明的金月，还是为爱心被骗入黑暗的孤儿。 “愿帕拉丁听到她临死的祈祷，”帕林平静地说。 “愿我有双蝙蝠翅膀可以在房间里飞舞，”达拉玛回嘴说。“她的灵魂加入了亡者之河，我想我们不会落下太远。” 脚步声顺着楼梯传下来，钢剑撞上石墙发出巨响。声音在他们门外停住了。 “我想没人有钥匙吧？”一个低沉的声音问。 “我不喜欢这里，加尔达，”另一个人说。“这里有死亡和魔法的臭味。让我们离开这里。” “没有钥匙无法进入，长官，”第三个人说。“我们试过了。失败不是我们的过错。” 片刻沉默过后，第一个声音坚定地说。“米娜下令了。我们要打破门。” 木门上开始响起打击声。骑士用拳头和剑柄击打，但听起来似乎并不热心。 “保护魔法能维持多久？”帕林问。 “不知道，看运气，”达拉玛轻蔑地说。“对抗黑暗女王陛下根本就不会长久。” “你到是很冷静，”帕林说。“也许听到塔克西丝回来了，你并不是很难过。” “应该说她根本没有离开，”达拉玛嘲讽地更正道。 帕林不耐烦地做个手势。“你穿着黑袍。你崇拜她－－” “不，我不崇拜她，”达拉玛平静地说，在门外传来的砰砰声和呼喊声中，帕林几乎听不到。“我崇拜儿子努塔瑞，而不是母亲。就因为这一点，她永远都不会原谅我。” “但是，如果我们相信米娜所说的，塔克西丝给了我们俩魔法－－我是野魔法，而你是死灵魔法。她为什么要这么做？” “愚弄我们，”达拉玛说。“嘲笑我们，现在她毫无疑问在大笑。” 敲打门的声音突然消失了，外面变得寂静。片刻间，帕林满心希望也许他们放弃离开了。然后传来小步行走的声音，就像是在走过小路。更多的脚步声出现了，比刚才的要轻。 一个声音在外面呼喊。那个声音很刺耳，就像是被眼泪呛住了。 “我在对法师达拉玛说话，”米娜喊。“我知道你在里面。解除门上的魔法，我们可以一起谈谈大家都感兴趣的事。 达拉玛微微撅起嘴。他没有回答，只是冷漠地站着。 “唯一神给了你很多礼物，达拉玛，她让你比以前更强大，”米娜停了一下等待回答，没有回答，于是她继续说。“唯一神不要求感谢，只要你全心全意侍奉她。亡灵的魔法属于你。每天无数的灵魂会听从你的命令。你将会获得自由，在世界上随意走动。你可以回到家乡，回到你渴望的森林。精灵迷失了，他们在搜寻，他们会拥护你为领袖，向你鞠躬，崇拜以我的名义行事的你。” 达拉玛闭上眼睛，似乎很痛苦。 帕林意识到，这是他心里最大的愿望。谁能拒绝？ 但是达拉玛仍然保持沉默。 “现在我跟你说话，帕林•马哲理，”米娜说，帕林似乎能看见她的琥珀之眼在门后闪亮。“你叔叔雷斯林•马哲理有力量和勇气挑战唯一神。看看你，他的侄子。躲着唯一神，像是害怕惩罚的孩子。你真让人失望，让你叔叔、你的家庭和你自己失望。唯一神看进你的心灵，唯一神看见了那里的饥渴。侍奉唯一神，马哲理，你会比你叔叔更伟大，更受人尊敬。你接受吗，马哲理？” “如果你早点对我说这些，我或许会相信你，米娜，”帕林回答道。“你确实有办法诱惑灵魂中黑暗的一面，但那一刻已经过去。无论叔叔的灵魂在何方游走，都不会为我羞愧。尽管我所做的不足以偿其万一，但我的亲人还爱我。我应该感谢你的唯一神帮我看清事实，我爱过，也被爱过。这才是真正重要的。” “很不错的感想，马哲理，”米娜回答。“我会把它写在你的墓碑上。你怎么样，黑暗精灵？你下决定了吗？我相信你不会像你朋友一样愚蠢。” 达拉玛终于说话了，但他并不是对米娜说的。他对着魔法池中间燃烧的蓝色火焰说。 “我曾经在夜空中看见黑月，激动地意识到自己属于那些能目睹它的极少数人。我曾经聆听努塔瑞的声音，为自己施展的咒语上印有他的祝福而狂喜不已。很久以前，魔法在我的血液中呼吸、起舞、闪耀。然而现在，它就像腐烂的尸骸上遍布的蛆虫一样，从我指间爬过。她对生者的恐惧让她只能信赖死者，我宁死也不要做她的奴隶。” 门上传来一声重击，门同守护法术一道被粉碎了。 米娜一个人走进房间。魔法池中的火焰映在她的黑色盔甲上，在她心里和琥珀之眼里燃烧。她的红发在闪光。米娜强大而威严，但是帕林看见，因为对金月的悲痛，她的琥珀之眼红肿起来，脸上挂着泪痕。然后帕林明白了黑暗之后多么背信弃义，他从未像现在一样仇恨塔克西丝，不是因为米娜做过什么或是即将对自己做什么，而是因为黑暗之后对米娜以及所有像米娜一样无知的人做过的事。 米娜的骑士害怕强大的法师，犹豫地缩在楼梯上。达拉玛大声念颂魔法，但是咒语含混不清，他的声音慢慢消失了。帕林绝望地想召来魔法，但魔力在他手里消散，像沙粒流出坏掉的沙漏一样，从手指里流出。 米娜轻蔑地看着他们俩。“没有魔法，你们什么都不是。看看你们两个虚弱的老人。在唯一神面前跪下。乞求她给予你们魔法！她会接受你们的乞求。” 帕林和达拉玛都没有动，也不说话。 “那好吧，”米娜说。 她举起手，五指指尖燃起火焰。绿色、蓝色、红色、红色和黑色的火焰照亮了监视之间，火焰并在一起，形成了两把魔法长矛。第一把长矛投向了达拉玛。 长矛刺穿了精灵的胸膛，把他钉在墙上。片刻间，他挂在燃烧的长矛上，身体不停扭动，然后垂下头，不再动弹。 米娜停下，握住长矛，盯着帕林。 “乞求，”她对帕林说。“向唯一神乞求活命。” 帕林紧闭双唇。一时间他感到恐慌，然后痛苦传遍全身。那痛苦如此可怕而难以忍受，也许可以算是一件幸事。帕林的最后一个念头是渴望死亡。

sunflower4444 发表于 2006-6-16 20:37

期待已久，众神没有抛弃我们，“阿斯特纽斯“终于回来了，我们的三部曲终结有望了！！！！！！！！！

露可小溪 发表于 2006-6-16 21:04

期待了好久，终于等到了，沙发没了，只好板凳看了！ 帕林和达拉马死了，虽然之前看过剧透，知道他们会死，但是看到最后还是忍不住一丝心酸啊。

地精狗狗 发表于 2006-6-16 21:13

达拉马死了……5555

diabloo 发表于 2006-6-16 21:27

帕林市各很有前途的光明小伙…… 达拉马也不该死，总感觉此人非常适合生存

堕落的梦 发表于 2006-6-16 21:49

好吧，我能接受史东的死，我能接受坦尼斯的死，我能接受罗拉娜的死，但是在一章里面，金月，帕林，达拉马同时毙命就不能让我接受哑！ 作者杀人真是太邪恶了。。。。 <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/mad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='mad.gif' />

diabloo 发表于 2006-6-16 22:03

与草菅人命者，不阅其书也！ 不阅其书也！！ 老夫气糊涂了………………

sonlan 发表于 2006-6-17 08:07

感谢楼主的无私奉献

tateyou 发表于 2006-6-17 12:15

终于来了，狂顶！

zm308 发表于 2006-6-17 12:27

神还得靠神来制，现阶段的克莱恩毫无平衡可言。期待众神回归包5头龙肉馅饺子，咔咔

Mystryl 发表于 2006-6-17 12:39

赞~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 达人又一次出现拉~~

白色solari 发表于 2006-6-17 13:17

mati_matty殿再次复活。 撒花！撒花！

kidault 发表于 2006-6-17 19:04

第一次读到巨龙系列是在01年的时候，5年的时间，书中的很多人物似乎已经变成了生活的一部分。现在他在书中死去，就好像生活中的一个人离开了我们。就是这种感觉。

mati_matty 发表于 2006-6-17 20:52

</div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (子夜 @ 2006-06-17，13:17 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'>mati_matty殿再次复活。 撒花！撒花！</td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> 为什么要说再呢？ 听起来就像可怜的魔王，不停爬起来让人杀 ps 帕林和达拉玛马上就会变成有意识的僵尸

antares 发表于 2006-6-17 22:11

啊～～～～一章里死了3～～～ 达拉马死了～～～恩～～我深表～～～

lace 发表于 2006-6-17 22:25

mati_matty大人复活了赞美奇魔须克蓝沃之类的东西。。。谢谢您一直以来的奉献

asokaka 发表于 2006-6-18 01:51

故事什么时候继续讲啊？好着急 <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/wub.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wub.gif' /> <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/wub.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wub.gif' />

似可文非 发表于 2006-6-18 04:22

</div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (mati_matty @ 2006-06-16，18:26 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> 达拉玛终于说话了，但他并不是对米娜说的。他对着魔法池中间燃烧的蓝色火焰说。 “我看进夜空，看见了黑月，我意识到自己是少数能看见黑月的人之一，我为之激动。我听到了努塔瑞的声音，施展法术时沉醉于他的祝福之触。很久以前，魔法在我的血液里呼吸、舞蹈、闪耀。现在它爬出我的手指，就像蛆钻出腐烂的尸体。我宁愿死去，也不愿成为一个如此害怕生命，只能相信死人的神的奴隶。” </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> 这里我曾看到过类似的翻译,个人以为下面的话让我感觉更为震憾—— “我曾经在夜空中看见黑色之月，激动地意识到自己属于那些能目睹它的极少数人的一员。我曾经聆听努塔瑞神的声音，为自己施展的咒语上印有他的祝福而狂喜不已。很久以前，魔法在我的血液中呼吸、起舞、闪耀。然而现在，它就像腐烂的尸骸上遍布蛆虫一样从我的手指间爬过。如果她对生者的恐惧让她只能信赖死者的话，我宁死也不要做她的奴隶。” 在这里向楼主的辛勤翻译致以谢意，请楼主原谅我的挑剔……

tateyou 发表于 2006-6-18 09:38

我们mm大人的速度快 楼主出书吧，我一定买

旗幕卡卡西 发表于 2006-6-19 13:42

lamar had said to Palin， "You do understand the significanceof the gnome？"Palin had not understood the significance at that moment， nor hadTasslehoff 。 The kender understood now。 He sat in the small and boringroom in the Tower of High Sorcery， a room that was pretty much devoidof anything interesting： sad-looking tables and some stern-backedchairs and a few knick-nacks that were too big to fit in a pouch。 He hadnothing to do except look out a window to see nothing more interestingthan an immense number of cypress trees ？more trees than wereabsolutely necessary， or so Tas thought ？and the souls of the deadwandering around among them。 It was either that or watch Conundrumsort through the various pieces of the shattered Device of TimeJourneying。 For now Tas understood all too well the significance of thegnome。 　　Long ago ？just how long ago Tasslehoff couldn't remember， since timehad become extremely muddled for him， what withleaping forward to one future that turned out wasn't the proper futureand ending up in this future， where all anyone wanted to do was sendhim back to the past to die梐nyhow， long ago， Tasslehoff Burrfoot had，through no fault of his own （well， maybe a little） ended up quite byaccident in the Abyss。 　　Having assumed that the Abyss would be a hideous place where allmanner of perfectly horrible things went on梔emons eternally torturingpeople， for example桾as had been most frightfully disappointed todiscover that the Abyss was， in fact， boring。 Boring in the extreme。 　　Nothing of interest happened。 Nothing of disinterest happened。 Nothingat all happened to anyone， ever。 There was nothing to see， nothing tohandle， nothing to do， nowhere to go。 For a kender， it was pure hell。 　　Tas's one thought had been to get out。 He had with him the Device ofTime Journeying梩his same Device of Time Journeying that he had withhim now。 The device had been broken梛ust as it was broken now。 Hehad met a gnome梥imilar to the gnome now seated at the table acrossfrom him。 The gnome had fixed the device梛ust as the gnome was busyfixing it now。 The one big difference was that then Tasslehoff hadwanted the gnome to fix the device， and now he didn't。 　　Because when the Device of Time Journeying was fixed， Palin andDalamar would use it to send him桾asslehoff Burrfoot？back in time tothe point where the Father of All and of Nothing would squash him flatand turn him into the sad ghost of himself he'd seen wandering aboutNightlund。 　　"What did you do with this device？" Conundrum muttered irritably。 "Runit through a meat grinder？" 　　Tasslehoff closed his eyes so he wouldn't have to see the gnome， buthe saw him anyway梙is nut-brown face and his wispy hair that floatedabout his head as though he were perpetually poking his finger into oneof his own inventions， perhaps the steam-powered preambulatinghubble-bubble or the locomotive， self-winding rutabaga slicer。 Worse，Tas could see the light of cleverness shining in the gnome's beady eyes。 　　He'd seen that light before， and he was starting to feel dizzy。 What didyou do with 　　this device？ Run it through a meat grinder？ were exactly the samewords-or very close to them梩hat the previous gnome had said in theprevious time。 　　To alleviate the dizzy feeling， Tasslehoff rested his head with its topknotof hair （going only a little gray here and there） on his hands on thetable。 Instead of going away， the uncomfortable dizzy feeling spiraleddown from his head into his stomach， and spread from his stomach tothe rest of his body。 　　A voice spoke。 The same voice that he'd heard in a previous time， in aprevious place， long ago。 The voice was painful。 The voice shriveled hisinsides and caused his brain to swell， so that it pressed on his skull， andmade his head hurt horribly。 He had heard the voice only once before，but he had never， ever wanted to hear it again。 He tried to stop hisears with his hands， but the voice was inside him， so that didn't help。 　　You are not dead， said the voice， and the words were exactly the samewords the voice had spoken so long ago， nor were you sent here。 Youare not supposed to be here at all。 　　"I know，" said Tasslehoff， launching into his explanation。 "I came fromthe past， and I'm supposed to be in a different future？ 　　A past that never was。 A future that will never be。 　　"Is that…… is that my fault？" Tas asked， faltering。 　　The voice laughed， and the laughter was horrible， for the sound was likea steel blade breaking， and the feel was of the slivers of the brokenblade piercing his flesh。 　　Don't be a fool， kender。 You are an insect。 Less than an insect。 A moteof dust， a speck of dirt to be flicked away with a brush of my hand。 Thefuture you are in is the future ofKrynn as it was meant to be but for themeddlings of those who had neither the wit nor the vision to see howthe world might be theirs。 All that happened once will happen again， butthis time to suit my purposes。 Long ago， one died on a Tower， and hisdeath rallied a Knighthood。 Now， another dies on a Tower and herdeath plunges a nation into despair。 Long ago， one was raised up bythe miracle of the blue crystal staff。 Now the one who wielded that staffbe raised up梩o receive me。 　　"You mean Goldmoon！" Tasslehoff cried bleakly。 "She used the bluecrystal staff。 Is Goldmoon dead？"Laughter sliced through his flesh。 　　"Am I dead？" he cried。 "I know you said I wasn't， but I saw my ownspirit。"You are dead and you are not dead， replied the voice， but that will soonbe remedied。 　　"Stop jabbering！" Conundrum demanded。 "You're annoying me， and Ican't work when I'm annoyed。"Tasslehoff's head came up from the table with a jerk。 He stared at thegnome， who had turned from his work to glare at the kender。 　　"Can't you see I'm busy here？ First you moan， then you groan， then youstart to mumble to yourself。 I find it most distracting。""I'm sorry，" said Tasslehoff。 　　Conundrum rolled his eyes， shook his head in disgust， and went back tohis perusal of the Device of Time Journeying。 "I think that goes here， notthere，" the gnome muttered。 "Yes。 See？ And then the chain hooks onhere and wraps around like so。 No， that's not quite the way。 It mustgo …… Wait， I see。 This has to fit in there first。"Conundrum picked up one of the jewels from the Device of TimeJourneying and fixed it in place。 "Now I need another of these redgizmos。" He began sorting through the jewels。 Sorting through themnow， as the other gnome， Gnimsh， had sorted through them in the past，Tasslehoff noted sadly。 　　The past that never was。 The future that was hers。 　　"Maybe it was all a dream，" Tas said to himself。 "That stuff aboutGoldmoon。 I think I'd know if she was dead。 I think I'd feel sort ofsmothery around the heart if she was dead， and I don't feel that。 　　Although it is sort of hard to breathe in here。"Tasslehoff stood up。 "Don't you think it's stuffy， Conundrum？ I think it'sstuffy，" he answered， since Conundrum wasn't paying any attention tohim。 　　"These Towers of High Sorcery are always stuffy，" Tas added， continuingto talk。 Even if he was only talking to himself， hearinghis own voice was far， far better than hearing that other， terriblevoice。 "It's all those bat wings and rat's eyeballs and moldy， old books。 　　You'd think that with the cracks in these walls， you'd get a nice breeze，but that doesn't seem to be the case。 I wonder if Dalamar would mindvery much if I broke one of his windows？"Tasslehoff glanced about for something to chuck through thewindowpane。 A small bronze statue of an elf maiden， who didn't seemto be doing much with her time except holding a wreath of flowers inher hands， stood on a small table。 Judging by the dust， she hadn'tmoved from the spot for half a century or so and therefore， Tas thought，she might like a change of scenery。 He picked up the statue and wasjust about to send the elf maiden on her journey out the window， whenhe heard voices outside the Tower。 　　Feeling thankful that the voices were coming from outside the Towerand not inside him， Tas lowered the elf maiden and peered curiously outthe window。 　　A troop of Dark Knights had arrived on horseback， bringing with them ahorse-drawn wagon with an open bed filled with straw。 The Knights didnot dismount but remained on their horses， glancing uneasily at thecircle of dark trees that surrounded them。 The horses shifted restlessly。 　　The souls of the dead crept around the boles of the trees like a pitifulfog。 Tas wondered if the riders could see the souls。 He was sorry hecould， and he did not look at the souls too closely， afraid he'd seehimself again。 　　Dead but not dead。 　　He looked over his shoulder at Conundrum， bent almost double over hiswork and still mumbling to himself。 　　"Whoo-boy， there are a lot of Dark Knights about，" Tas said loudly。 "Iwonder what these Dark Knights are doing here？ Don't you wonderabout that， Conundrum？"The gnome muttered， but did not look up from his work。 The device wascertainly going back together in a hurry。 　　I'm sure your work could wait。 Wouldn't you like to rest a bit and comesee all these Dark Knights？" Tas asked。 　　"No，" said Conundrum， establishing the record for the shortest gnomeresponse in history。 　　Tas sighed。 The kender and the gnome had arrived at the Tower of HighSorcery in company with Tas's former companion and longtime friendGoldmoon梐 Goldmoon who was ninety years old if she was a day buthad the body and face of a woman of twenty。 Goldmoon told Dalamarthat she was meeting someone at the Tower。 Dalamar took Goldmoonaway and told Palin to take Tasslehoff and the gnome away and putthem in a room to wait梞aking this a waiting room。 It was then Dalamarhad said， You do understand the significance of the gnome？ 　　Palin had left them here， after wizard-locking the door。 Tas knew thedoor was wizard-locked， because he'd already used up his very bestlockpicks in an effort to open it without success。 The day lockpicks fail isa day wizards are involved， as his father had been wont to say。 　　Standing at the window， staring down at the Knights， who appeared tobe waiting for something and not much enjoying the wait， Tasslehoffwas struck by an idea。 The idea struck so hard that he reached up withthe hand that wasn't holding onto the bronze statue of the elf maidento feel if he had a lump on his head。 Not finding one， he glancedsurreptitiously （he thought that was the word） back at the gnome。 Thedevice was almost back together。 Only a few pieces remained， andthose were fairly small and probably not terribly important。 　　Feeling much better now that he had a Plan， Tas went back toobserving what was happening out the window， thinking that now hecould properly enjoy it。 He was rewarded by the sight of an immenseminotaur emerging from the Tower of High Sorcery。 Tas was about fourstories up in the Tower， and he could look right down on the top of theminotaur's head。 If he chucked the statue out the window now， hecould bean the minotaur。 　　Clunking a minotaur over the head was a delightful thought， and Taswas tempted。 At that moment， however， several Dark Knights troopedout of the Tower。 They bore something between them梐 body coveredwith a black cloth。 　　Tas stared down， pressing his nose so hard against the glass pane thathe heard cartilage crunch。 As the troop carrying the body moved out ofthe Tower， the wind sighed among the cypress trees， lifted the blackcloth to reveal the face of the corpse。 　　Tasslehoff recognized Dalamar。 　　Tas's hands went numb。 The statue fell to the floor with acrash。 　　Conundrum's head shot up。 "What in the name of dual carburetors didyou do that for？" he demanded。 "You made me dropa screw！"More Dark Knights appeared， carrying another body。 The wind blewharder， and the black cloth that had been thrown carelessly over thecorpse slid to the ground。 Palin's dead face looked up at the kender。 Hiseyes were wide open， fixed and staring。 His robes were soaked in blood。 　　"This is my fault！" Tas cried， riven by guilt。 "If I had gone back to die， likeI was supposed to， Palin and Dalamar wouldn't be dead now。""I smell smoke，" said Conundrum suddenly。 He sniffed the air。 "Remindsme of home，" he stated and went back to his work。 　　Tas stared bleakly out the window。 The Dark Knights had started abonfire at the base of the Tower， stoking it with dry branches and logsfrom the cypress forest。 The wood crackled。 The smoke curled up thestone side of the Tower like some noxious vine。 The Knights werebuilding a funeral pyre。 　　"Conundrum，" said Tasslehoff in a quiet voice， "how are you coming withthe Device of Time Journeying？ Have you fixed it yet？""Devices？ No time for devices now，" Conundrum said importantly。 "Ihave this contraption about fixed。""Good，" said Tasslehoff。 　　Another Dark Knight came out of the Tower。 She had red hair， croppedclose to her head， and Tasslehoff recognized her。 He'd seen her before，although he couldn't recall where。 　　The woman carried a body in her arms， and she moved very slowly andsolemnly。 At a shouted command from theminotaur， the other Knights halted their work and stood with theirheads bowed。 　　The woman walked slowly to the wagon。 Tas tried to see who it wasthe woman carried， but his view was blocked by the minotaur。 　　The woman lowered the person gently into the wagon。 She backedaway and Tasslehoff had a clear view。 　　He'd assumed that the person was another Dark Knight， maybe onewho'd been wounded。 He was astonished to see that the person in thewagon was an old， old woman， and Tas knew immediately that the oldwoman was dead。 He felt very sorry and wondered who she was。 Somerelation4？f the Dark Knight with the red hair， for she arranged the foldsofthe woman's white gown around her and then brushed out with herfingers the woman's long， flowing， silver-white hair。 　　"So Goldmoon used to brush out my hair， Gaidar，" said the woman。 　　Her words carried clearly in the still air。 Much too clearly， as far as Tasconcerned。 　　"Goldmoon。" Tas felt a lump of sadness rise up in his throat。 "She isdead。 Caramon， Palin ……"。 Everyone I love is dead。 And it's my fault。 I'mthe one who should be dead。"The horses drawing the wagon shifted restlessly， as if anxious to leave。 　　Tas glanced back at Conundrum。 Only two tiny jewels remained to bestuck on somewhere。 　　"Why did we come here， Mina？" The minotaur's booming voice could beheard clearly。 "You have captured Solanthus， given the Solamnics asound spanking and sent them running home to mama。 The entireSolamnic nation is yours now。 You have done what no one else hasbeen able to do in the entire history of the world？ 　　"Not quite， Gaidar，" Mina corrected him。 "We must still take Sanction，and we must take it by the time of the Festival of the Eye。""The 。。。 festival？" The minotaur's forehead wrinkled。 "The Festival ofthe Eye。 By my horns， I had almost forgotten that old celebration。" Hegrinned。 "You are such a youngling， Mina， I'msurprised you know of it at all。 It hasn't been celebrated since the threemoons vanished。""Goldmoon told me about the festival，" said Mina， gently stroking thedead woman's wrinkled cheek。 "That it was held on the night when allthree moons梩he red， the white， and the black_converged， forming theimage of a great staring eye in the heavens。 I should like to have seenthat sight。""Among humans， it was a night for riot and revelry， or so I have heard。 　　Among my people， the night was honored and reverenced，"Gaidar stated， "for we believed the Eye to be the eye of Sargas， our god梖ormer god，" he added hastily， with a sidelong glance at Mina。 "Still，what has some old festival to do with capturing Sanction？ 　　The three moons are gone， and so is the eye of the gods。""There will be a festival， Gaidar，" said Mina。 "The Festival of the NewEye， the One Eye。 We will celebrate the festival in the Temple ofHuerzyd。""But the Temple of Huerzyd is in Sanction，" Gaidar protested。 "We areon the other side of the continent from Sanction， not to mention the factthat Sanction is firmly in control of the Solamnic Knights。 When will thefestival occur？""At the appointed time，" said Mina。 "When the totem is assembled。 　　When the red dragon falls from the skies。""Ugh，" Gaidar grunted。 "Then we should be marching to Sanction nowand bringing with us an army。 Yet we waste our time at this fell place。"He cast a glance of enmity at the Tower。 "Our march will be furtherslowed if we must cart along the body of this old woman。"The bonfire roared and crackled。 The flames leaped up the stone wallsof the Tower， charring them。 Smoke swirled about Gaidar， who battedirritably at it， and drifted in through the window。 Tas coughed， coveredhis mouth with his hand。 　　I am commanded to bring the body of Goldmoon， princess ofthe Que-shu， bearer of the blue crystal staff， to Sanction， to theTemple of Huerzyd on the night of the Festival of the New Eye。 　　nere a great miracle will be performed， Gaidar。 Our journey willnot be slowed。 All will move as has been ordered。 The One God will seeto that。"Mina raised her hands over the body of Goldmoon and lifted up hervoice in prayer。 Orangish-yellow light radiated from her hands。 Tas triedto look into the light to see what was happening， but the light was liketiny pieces of glass in his eyes， made them burn and hurt so that hewas forced to shut them tight。 Even then he could see the glare rightthrough them。 　　Mina's praying ceased。 The bright light slowly faded。 Tasslehoff openedhis eyes。 　　The body of Goldmoon lay enshrined in a sarcophagus of golden amber。 　　Encased in the amber， Goldmoon's body was once again youthful，beautiful。 She wore the white robes she had worn in life。 Feathersadorned her hair， that was gold threaded with silver梱et all now heldfast in amber。 　　Tas felt the sick feeling in his stomach rise up into his throat。 He chokedand clutched the window ledge for support。 　　"This coffin you've created is very grand， Mina，" said Gaidar， and theminotaur sounded exasperated， "but what do you plan to do with her？ 　　Cart her about as a monument to this One God？ Exhibit her to thepopulace？ We are not clerics。 We are soldiers。 We have a war too fight。"Mina stared at Gaidar in silence， a silence so large and terrible that itabsorbed into itself all sound， all light， snatched away the air theybreathed。 The awful silence of her fury withered Gaidar， who shrankvisibly before it。 　　"I'm sorry， Mina，" he mumbled。 "I didn't mean？ "Be thankful that I knowyou， Gaidar，" said Mina。 "I know that you speak from your heart，without thinking。 But someday， you will go too far， and on that day I willno longer be able to protect you。 　　This woman was more than mother to me。 All I have done in the nameof the One God， I have done for her。"Mina turned to the sarcophagus， placed her hands upon the amber， andbent near to look at Goldmoon's calm， still face。 "You told me of the godswho had been but were no more。 I went in search of them梖or you！"Mina's v癷ce trembled。 "I brought the One God to you， Mother。 The OneGod gave you back your youth and your beauty。 I thought you would bepleased。 What did I do wrong？ I don't understand。" Mina's handsstroked the amber coffin， as if smoothingout a blanket。 She sounded bewildered。 "You will change your mind，dear Mother。 You will come to understand……""Mina 。。。" Gaidar said uneasily， "I'm sorry。 I didn't know。 Forgive me。"Mina nodded。 She did not turn her head。 　　Gaidar cleared his throat。 "What are your orders concerning thekender？""Kender？" Mina repeated， only half-hearing him。 　　"The kender and the magical artifact。 You said they were in the Tower。"Mina lifted her head。 Tears glistened on her cheeks。 Her face was pale，the amber eyes wide。 "The kender。" Her lips formed the words， but shedid not speak them aloud。 She frowned。 "Yes， of course， go fetch him。 　　Quickly！ Make haste！""Do you know where he is， Mina？" Gaidar asked hesitantly。 "The Toweris immense， and there are many rooms。"Mina raised her head， looked directly at Tas's window， looked directly atTas， and pointed。 　　"Conundrum，" said Tasslehoff in a voice that didn't sound to him like hisown voice but belonged to some altogether different person， a personwho was well and truly scared。 "We have to get out of here。 Now！"He backed precipitously away from the window。 　　"There， it's finished，" said Conundrum， proudly displaying the device。 　　"Are you sure it will work？" Tas asked anxiously。 He could hearfootsteps on the stairs， or at least he thought he could。 　　"Or course，" Conundrum stated， scowling。 "Good as new。 By the way，what did it do when it was new？"Tas's heart， which had leaped quite hopefully at the first part of thegnome's statement， now sank。 　　How do you know it works if you don't know what it does？"Tas demanded。 He could quite definitely hear footsteps。 "Never mind。 　　Just give it to me。 Quickly！"Palin had wizard-locked the door， but Palin was 。。。 wasn't hereanymore。 Tas guessed that the wizard-lock wasn't here either。 He couldhear footsteps and harsh breathing。 He pictured the large and heavyminotaur， tromping up all those stairs。 　　"I thought at first it might be a potato peeler，" Conundrum was saying。 　　He gave the device a shake that made the chain rattle。 "But it's a bitsmall， and there's no hydraulic lift。 Then I thought？ 　　"It's a device that sends you traveling through time。 That's what I'mgoing to do with it， Conundrum，" Tasslehoff said。 "Journeyback through time。 I'd take you with me， but I don't think you'd muchlike where I'm going， which is back to the Chaos War to be stepped onby a giant。 You see， it's my fault that everyone I love is dead， and if I goback， they won't be dead。 I'll be dead， but that doesn't matter becauseI'm already dead？ 　　"Cheese grater，" said Conundrum， regarding the devicethoughtfully。 "Or it could be， with a few modifications， a meat grinder，maybe， and a？ 　　"Never mind，" said Tasslehoff， and he drew in a deep breath to givehimself courage。 "Just hand me the device。 Thank you for fixing it。 I hateto leave you here in the Tower of High Sorcery with an angry minotaurand the Dark Knights， but once I'm stepped on， they might not be hereanymore。 Would you please hand me the device？"The footsteps had stopped， but not the harsh breathing。 The stairswere steep and treacherous。 The minotaur had been forced to halt hisclimb to catch his breath。 　　"Combination fishing rod and shoe tree？" guessed the gnome。 Theminotaur's footsteps started again。 Tas gave up。 One could be polite foronly so long。 Especially to a gnome。 Tas made a grab for thedevice。 "Give it to me！""You're not going to break it again？" Conundrum asked， holding it justout of the kender's reach。 　　"I'm not going to break it！" Tasslehoff said firmly。 With a another lunge，he succeeded in nabbing the device and wrenched't out of the gnome's hand。 "If you'll watch closely， I'll show you how itworks。 I hope，" he muttered to himself。 　　Holding the device， Tas said a little prayer in his heart。 "I know you can'thear me， Fizban …… Or maybe you can but you're so disappointed in methat you don't want to hear me。 I'm truly sorry。 Truly， truly sorry。" Tearscrept into his eyes。 "I never meant to cause all this trouble。 I onlywanted to speak at Caramon's funeral， to tell everyone what a goodfriend he was to me。 I never meant for this to happen。 Never！ So， ifyou'll help me just once to go back to die， I'll stay dead。 I promise。""It's not doing anything，" Conundrum grumbled。 "Are you sure it'splugged in？"Hearing the footsteps growing louder and louder， Tas held the deviceover his head。 　　"Words to the spell。 I have to say the words to the spell。 I know thewords，" the kender said， gulping。 "It goes …… It goes …… Thy time isthine …… Around it you journey …… No， that can't be right。 Travel。 Around ityou travel。 …… and something， somethingexpanses 。。。"The footsteps were so close now that he could feel the floor shake。 　　Sweat beaded on the kender's forehead。 He gulped again and looked atthe device， as if it might help him。 When it didn't， he shook it。 　　"Now I see how it got broken in the first place，" said Conundrumseverely。 "Is this going to take long？ I think hear someone coming。""Grasp firmly the beginning and you'll end up at the end。 No， that'swrong，" Tas said miserably。 "All of it's wrong。 I can't remember thewords！ What's the matter with me？ I used to know it by heart。 I couldrecite it standing on my head。 I know because Fizban made me do it……"There came a thundering crash on the door， as of a heavy minotaurshoulder bashing into it。 　　Tas shut his eyes， so that he wouldn't hear what was going on utsidethe door。 "Fizban made me say the spell standing on myhead backwards。 It was a bright， sunny day。 We were in a greenmeadow， and the sky was blue with these little puffy white clouds， andthe birds were singing， and so was Fizban until I asked him politely notto。。。。"Another resounding crash and a sound of wood splintering。 　　Thy time is thy own。 　　Though across it you travel。 　　Its expanses you see。 　　Whirling across forever。 　　Obstruct not its flow。 　　Grasp firmly the end and the beginning。 　　Turn them forward upon themselves。 　　All that is loose shall be secureDestiny be over your own head。 　　The words flooded Tasslehoff's being， as warm and bright as thesunshine on that spring day。 He didn't know where they came from， andhe didn't stick around to ask。 　　The device began to glow brightly， jewels gleaming。 　　The last sensation Tas felt was that of a hand clutching his。 The lastsound Tas heard was Conundrum's voice， crying out in panic， "Wait！ 　　There's a screw loose？ 　　And then all sound and sensation was lost in the wonderful and excitingrushing-wind noise of the magic。

阿尔瀚娜星光 发表于 2006-6-19 17:30

我想问下谁有阿尔瀚娜星光的图~可以传一张上来吗?谢谢了 还有问句~有没有专门用来讨论龙枪故事的QQ群?

tateyou 发表于 2006-6-20 22:09

starbreath翻译成星光是为什么？ 我可能又火星了……

Hopewang 发表于 2006-6-26 19:39

也别太伤心..最后达拉马和帕林都活了~~~~ <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /> <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /> <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' />

cobalt 发表于 2006-6-26 22:10

</div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Hopewang @ 2006-06-26，19:39 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> 也别太伤心..最后达拉马和帕林都活了~~~~ <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /> <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /> <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' />  </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'>  剧透很了不起吧

阿尔瀚娜星光 发表于 2006-6-28 20:08

貌似是2个神复活达拉玛和帕林的

耶各发表于 2006-6-29 01:44

</div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (cobalt @ 2006-06-26，22:10 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> </div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (Hopewang @ 2006-06-26，19:39 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> 也别太伤心..最后达拉马和帕林都活了~~~~ <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' />  <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' />  <img src='http://www.cndkc.net/bbs_en/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> 剧透很了不起吧  </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'>  猜都可以猜到

fightingdreamer 发表于 2006-9-28 13:01

雷斯林啥时回来啊。。。一个闪电PI个TAKASIS 7巧升烟 [s:8]

湛青血暴 发表于 2006-10-2 17:08

狂顶啊三部曲就这本还没翻译完成了~~加油加油

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灵魂之战三部曲 卷三 逝月之巨龙 第一册

灵魂之战三部曲卷三逝月之巨龙第一册