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英文名:Broken Diamonds

作者:Ryston Baylor

原文出处:http://www.uesp.net/wiki/Tamriel:Broken_Diamonds

翻译:yahoocom

现在我还记得年少的时候在Glenumbra Moors过的第一个Broken Diamonds节日.在我记忆中有许多盛大的节日,比如丰收节,年中节,新年节以及帝王日.在我懂得庆祝真正的意义前这些节日都在我的脑海里留下了深刻的印象.在每年霜落的第19天,我都会随着我们家人和其他的Glenumbra Moors居民一起前往中部荒野的一个废弃的城堡.我们手握着手围绕着那个城堡组成了一个大圆圈;向城堡鞠躬后我们就开始唱起了那首名为"the Sepharve"的歌曲.

每年在这个节日来临时,我们都重复着这些动作;我从没有向我的家人问过我们这么做的原因.当然这是个很奇特的习俗并且会引起孩子们的好奇心,但自从我记事起我就没向别人问过关于Broken Diamonds节日的含义,而且大人们也不会主动来解释为什么有这样一个节日.

作为一个Glenumbra Moors的当地居民我也不会去寻根问底,但有来访者曾经告诉过我这个节日包含着悲伤,更确切地应该是羞愧——大多数本地人都是这么认为的.在 Glenumbra Moors当地人的潜意识中现在还燃烧着那个古老而又惊人的犯罪事件.虽然那次案件不是发生在我们现在这个时代,但我们还是知道那次罪恶的血债现在到还没有被偿还.

那次犯罪就是Tamriel的女皇Kintyra二世殿下在第三纪元123年霜落的第23天那个寒冷的早晨被谋杀的事件.

我们不知道那时她被关押那个城堡的名字;我们也不知道那个杀死她的凶手(当然下令处死她的人就是她的表兄:Uriel三世);我们甚至不知道她被埋葬的地点.但我们的祖先在那时知道女皇殿下被关押的地点,那个地点就在我们的领地里.但他们却对此无能为力,不能给予女皇一点帮助.因此我们后人常因此事而感到羞愧.

在那个清晨,当我们曾祖父的曾祖父辈听到Kintyra女皇被杀的消息后,都感到惊恐万分而且对他们自己的不作为而感到愧疚.所有在Glenpoint和 Glenumbra Moors的人都集合起来搜寻了每一座帝国的城堡,他们以自己的血肉之躯组成了围墙以防止凶手逃离.标有Septim家族族徽的红钻石旗帜被撕碎,那些旗帜的碎片就像碎裂的钻石那样零星地散落在了雪地上.

那首名为"Sepharve"的歌曲在每个Broken Diamonds节都被人们传唱.为了解这首歌的含义(因为这首歌是用古布莱顿语写的)我问过了Glenumbra Moor的所有居民.但人们虽然通过父母的传授学会了这首歌但他们都不清楚这首歌中歌词确切的意思;歌中包含的音调和情感也很难用词汇来表达出来.后来我去请教了一位学者,他给了我这首歌最精确的翻译;我终于理解为什么我们祖先会选择这首歌来纪念Kintyra女皇二世被谋杀以及那个黑暗的早晨后就遗留在在Glenumbra Moors地区的悲伤了.

“我们父辈的Sephavre灵魂,被深深地折磨,因为你们带领我们进入了那黑暗的年代,当我们自己的灵魂,在空气中游荡时,愚昧和邪恶在我们曾经生活的土地上滋长.啊,祖先们,你们把我们的记忆和罪恶一同存放.我们的行为是为了生存的需要,放弃思想和心灵后我们将不再会抗争,我们会像急潮中的沉船那样被撕裂,我们永远都是非正义的代表但我们会哀悼到永远.”

新手注释:

Broken Diamonds是Glenumbra Moors和Glenpoint当地居民的传统节日.这个节日是为了纪念女皇Kintyra二世被谋杀的.

女皇Kintyra二世—————-女皇Kintyra二世之死是公认的悲剧.Kintyra二世是皇帝Antiochus的女儿,她继承了父亲的帝位.但她的表兄,Solitude王国的Potema女王的儿子Uriel发兵反叛并囚禁了她.经过两年暗无天日的囚徒生活后,Kintyra二世被无情地谋杀了.

Glenumbra Moor,Glenpoint—————-属于HIGH ROCK行省,在DAGGERFALL王国的北部.

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Broken Diamonds
by Ryston Baylor
A tale of a sorrowful holiday
I remember as a young lad in Glenumbra Moors my first Broken Diamonds holiday. The big noisy festivals I remember very well -- Harvests' End, Mid Year, New Year, the Emperor's Day. All of these I have memories of that stretch back before I became truly aware of the meaning of our celebrating. On the 19th of Frost Fall, every year, my family and I would walk to a ruined castle in the middle of the wilderness, together with everyone else we knew in the Moors. Hands clutched in hands, we would form an enormous circle around the ruins, and head reverently bowed we would sing a song, the Sepharve.
For years, we did this and I never asked why. It is an odd thing that normally curious children, from my experience, never ask questions about Broken Diamonds, and adults seldom volunteer information. Gradually, as we learn about our homeland through university or the prattling of ancient relatives, we come to guess and then know the meaning of Broken Diamonds.
I cannot be objective as a native of Glenumbra Moors, but visitors have told me that the sorrow -- more often they use the word shame -- of the natives is almost overwhelming. There is a sense that a great and ancient crime still burns in the conscience of the people of the Moors. Though it did not happen in our lifetimes, we know that the debt is not yet paid.
I refer, of course, to the murder of Her Terrible Majesty, Kintyra II, Emperess [sic] of Tamriel, on the frozen morning of the 23rd of Frost Fall, in the year 3E 123.
We do not know the name of the castle where she was held; we do not know the name of her murderer (though the man who ordered the murder was her cousin and usurper, Uriel III); we do not know where she was buried. But our ancestors knew that their rightful ruler was imprisoned somewhere in their land, and did nothing to help her. For that, we bear their shame.
On that morning, when our great-great grandparents heard of Kintyra's death, all were stricken with horror and regret at their lack of action. All the people of Glenpoint and Glenumbra Moors searched out those responsible in every Imperial castle. They formed barriers with their bodies to hold the killer within. Flags bearing the Red Diamond of the Septim family were torn and scattered, and broken diamonds littered the snow.
The song we sing every Broken Diamonds, as I mentioned before, is the Sephavre. I asked everyone in Glenumbra Moor what the meaning of the song is, for it is in Old Bretic, and each generation only knows it because they were taught by their parents. No one knew the exact meaning of the words, not even the tone and emotion the words can be easily translated. When I later talked to a scholar who gave me an accurate translation of the Sephavre, I began to understand both why our ancestors chose it as the anthem for the great injustice of the murder of Kintyra II and the sorrow that still prevades [sic] Glenumbra Moors since that dark morn.
The Sephavre Souls of our fathers, suffer deeply, For you have led us to the dark time, When our own souls, filled with air, Allowed ignorance and villiany [sic] to thrive In what used to be our land. Howl, ancestors, howl and bring us Memories of our conformance with evil. We do anything we can to survive, Giving up our minds and hearts and bodies We will not fight, and we will be torn And like flotsam in a whirling tide We will be forever the agents of injustice But we will mourn it forever.

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