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【书籍搬运】Runil 的日记

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伦尼尔的日记
作者 伦尼尔
一本记录了龙回归的前兆与Dovahkiin的到来的牧师的日记.
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次种月17日
从我上次往日记本里添记录算起已经过好久了.我承认当我带着窘迫把日记从架子取下来时,划落的灰尘几乎要呛到我了.

要说的东西不多,不过我确实遭受着可怕的战争噩梦. 我猜这对身处战争一线不得不见识战争残酷的人来说这是一种常见的折磨.写写这些东西已经能够让我感觉好一点.

次种月19日
Whiterun的安德斯给我来了封信.他邀请我去访问那边,而我打算接受. 我离开那个城市有好长段时间了.

我唯一担心的是Thalmor. 我听说他们和他们的代理人已经散布在天际,在根除塔洛斯的信仰者.我必须要保持低调.

次种月28日
在我从Whiterun旅行回来的途中发现一些稀有的花在盛开. 天际在修养期遍布fiery red和piercing blue,但是在市镇和其周边区域只会少量出现.

我把改变这种状况当成我的任务来做.我们可以用一些花来点亮这个阴暗的地方.也许我能让特娜帮下我.

9 Midyear
今天大部分时间都在安慰洛德,他今天接到了他的表兄弟 Grimsvotr 过逝的消息. 他们年轻的时候非常亲近, 洛德边喝酒边说着他的童年回忆. 那是苦乐参半却又令人感动的童年.

22 Midyear
一个流浪小贩今天途经法尔克里斯.我从他那里购置了几柱香. 他是个不错的年轻诺徳族小伙子,追随着他父亲的脚步. 我记得他的名字是 Valb约恩.

几天后,镇上的一个守卫发现一群食腐鸟类在路边盘旋. 他发现了年轻的Valb约恩的尸首,强盗发起攻击后留下的牺牲品.
我心情沉重,但是我很明白. 生存与死亡,成长与改变,季节的变化,这些都是强大的阿尔凯的神意.我不应该为一个年轻人的死如此感伤. 然而…

日高月 12日
旅行者们穿越过小镇,谈论着盛夏时节的土地.这是一年中天际最温暖的日子,不过法尔克里斯却不是这样. 这里,不是薄雾就是浓雾,再不就是下雨.这里总是又冷又湿,季节在此毫无意义.

索拉夫 今天问我打听这样的事情. 他说在类似我们的公墓这样的死亡之地, 阿尔凯 的统治权是绝对的.然而阿尔凯同时也是季节的神,不过季节似乎与此处无缘.

我尽力给出了我能给出的最佳答案. 我解释道,法尔克里斯 确实源于阿尔凯 的伟大权能, 但是他也许想让这里保持灰暗与庄重的色调. 但愿这个解释有部分是事实,但是又有谁有可能知道神的意志?

日高月 20日
战争恶梦再度袭来,不过这次略有不同.

我带领着一队Ald莫i战斗法师去执行深入小恶魔e瑞亚l区域中心地带的任务. 我们渐渐接近我们的目标,Cheydinhal外的一个营地,这时天突然黑了.
一个巨大的阴影从我们上方掠过, 一声恐怖的咆哮令我胆寒. 有什么东西在我们头上飞行,如此巨大如此漆黑好象要染黑太阳一样.
随后梦移景换.我正在法尔克里斯,正为某个去世的人超度, 但是我想不起是那是谁. 我从眼角看到一个陌生人在接近.我转头去看,但是阴影与咆哮再度降临,然后我醒了.
现在我反思那个梦,我禁不住想知道,那是一头龙吗? 为什么我会梦见这样一个生物,我在什么时候看见过龙吗?梦发生的时候如此真实,但是现在记忆在褪色.
这意味着什么,我说不清楚. 很可能并没什么意义.

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Runil's Journal
by Runil
The journal of a priest that portents the return of Dragons and the arrival of the Dovahkiin.


17 Second Seed It has been a long time since I've written an entry in this journal. I admit with some embarrassment then that when I pulled it down from the shelf, I nearly choked on the dust that flew.
There is little to tell, but did suffer another awful nightmare of the war. I suppose this is an affliction common to many who must see the horrors of war firsthand. Writing about it has already helped me to feel better.
19 Second Seed Received a letter from Andurs in Whiterun. He has invited me to visit, and I intend to accept. It's been a long time since I was in the city.
My only fear is the Thalmor. I have heard that they and their agents are abroad in Skyrim, rooting out worshippers of Talos. I must be sure to keep a low profile.
28 Second Seed Returned from my trip to Whiterun to find very few flowers have bloomed here. The rest of Skyrim is covered in blooms offiery red and piercing blue, but only a scant few have appeared in or near the town.
I'll make it my mission to change that. We could use some flowers to brighten this gloomy place. Perhaps I can get Tekla to help me.
9 Midyear Spent most of the day consoling Lod, who received news of his cousin Grimsvotr's death. They were quite close as youths, and Lod drank and talked of his childhood memories. It was touching, but bittersweet.
22 Midyear A wandering peddler passed through Falkreath today. I purchased a few sticks of incense from him. He was a nice young Nord lad, following in his father's footsteps. I think his name was Valbjorn.
A few days later, one of the town guards spied a pack of carrion birds circling near the road. He found young Valbjorn's corpse, victim of a bandit attack.
My heart is heavy, and yet I should know better. Life and death, growth and change, the turning of the seasons - these are all aspects of mighty Arkay. I should not be so affected by the death of one young man. And yet...
12 Sun's Height Travelers pass through town, speaking of the land in the grip of high summer. These are the warmest days of the year in Skyrim, but not in Falkreath. Here, all is mist and fog and rain. It is always cool and damp, and the seasons have little meaning.
Solaf asked me about this today. He said that in a place of the dead such as our great cemetery, Arkay's dominion should be absolute. And yet, Arkay is also the Lord of Seasons and this place seems untouched by them.
I gave the best answer I could. I explained that Falkreath is indeed a place of great power for Arkay, but he prefers to keep it this way, solemn and gray. Hopefully that was at least partly true, but who can possibly know the mind of a god?
20 Sun's Height Dreams of the war again, but this time something different.
I was leading a small band of Aldmeri battlemages on a mission deep into the heart of Imperialterritory. We had drawn near our target, a supply depot outside of Cheydinhal, when the sky suddenly darkened.
A great shadow passed over us, and there was a roar so terrible it chilled my blood. Something was flying just overhead, so huge and so dark as to blot out the sun.
The dream changed, then. I was here in Falkreath, performing a service for someone who had just passed away, though I do not recall who. From the corner of my eye, I saw a stranger approaching. I turned to look, but the shadow came again, and the roar, and then I awoke.
Now that I reflect on the dream, I cannot help but wonder, was it a dragon? Why would I dream of such a creature, when I have never seen one? It seemed so real at the time, but now the memory is fading.
What it means, I cannot say. Probably nothing.

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