icedream 210 Report post Posted October 27, 2014 原著:Dar-Ma 翻译:Colin Ziv 原文地址:http://www.uesp.net/wiki/Oblivion:Dar-Ma's_Diary[这显然是一个名叫Dar-Ma的蜥蜴人的日记.书中大部分涉及个人及她在chorrol的生活的尘世细节.唯一有趣的是最后一条记录:] 天黑后抵达Hackdirt,在鲜花盛开的季节丢一只鞋在路上——道路真粗糙!几乎不能用路来形容——没有任何其他人来过这里?! 贸易商的店铺已经闭店,她不会来给我开门即使我能看到楼上窗户的一丝亮光——没教养!!!但至少这家旅店是开放的(虽然业主是毛骨悚然的主——不断给我他那怪异的龇牙咧嘴的笑容时他以为我没有看到——呸。)他的脸有什么毛病吗?? 今晚我好象是唯一一位住在这里的人。我没有看到城镇太多的景象因为已经黑天了,我承认确实很恐怖——但我永远不会容许对母亲那样!她从来都不让我离开这个我出生的地方。他仍然认为我还是一个孩子(她或许会说“孵”,并当着我的朋友也是!)记得当我回家的时候告诉她关于毛骨悚然的旅馆主人的事。 好了,蜡烛几乎要烧没了(他们甚至没有为这个可怕的老旅店提供一盏灯笼!),所以我想我最好尝试着睡觉。如果我能在这吱吱作响的破地方睡着的话!我一直在想我听到的门外的脚步声,我如此渴望——长大,Dar!我敢肯定早晨的时候一切都会变得优雅而和迷人。晚安,日记! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
icedream 210 Report post Posted October 27, 2014 Dar-Ma's Diaryby Dar-MaThe last entries in the diary of Dar-Ma [This is apparently the diary of a young Argonian named Dar-Ma. Most of the book deals with personal but mundane details of her life in Chorrol. The only interesting entry is the last one:] Arrived in Hackdirt after dark, due to Blossom throwing a shoe on the way -- the road was REALLY rough! hardly more than a track -- doesn't anyone else ever come down here?! The trader's shop was closed, and she wouldn't come to the door even though I could see a light in the upstairs window -- RUDE!!! But at least this inn was open (although the proprietor is kind of creepy -- kept giving me these weird grins when he thought I wasn't looking -- ugh.) And what's wrong with his face?? Seems like I'm the only one staying here tonight. I didn't see much of the town since it was already dark, but I admit to being kind of spooked -- but I'll never admit that to Mother! Or she'd never let me go on another one of these deliveries. She still thinks I'm just a baby (she would probably say "hatchling," and in front of my friends too!) Remember to ask her about the creepy innkeeper when I get home. Well, the candle is almost burned down (they don't even provide a lantern in this horrible old inn!), so I guess I'd better try to get some sleep. If I CAN even sleep with all the creaking in this old place! I keep thinking I hear footsteps outside the door, I'm so on edge -- GROW UP, Dar! I'm sure in the morning it will all seem quaint and charming. Good night, Diary! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites