【战锤40k同人作品翻译】 Ennui 第二十七章：交互——风暴之中 Interact—Within the
本章概述：
先知经受了一场风暴。
In which a farseer weathers a storm.
正文：
我的世界正备受灵能乱象的煎熬。
“梅内萨！”
“现在不行，瑞亚！”我一边偏折开一系列灵能冲击中刚刚到来的那一阵，一边大喊出这句话。
风暴已经降临。正如我所预知的那样。符文石表明风暴的锋面会自平原地带向内移动以穿过Mon-Keigh的巢都，而我本以为我们做好了准备。可符文石根本没有提到与暴风雨一同入场的还有一阵该死的亚空间风暴！
我手下的两个先知已经死了，他们的心智被过载的灵能所冲毁，倒在了我的脚边。剩下的四个先知在我的带领下已经竖起了一层灵能掩体作为遮挡，掩护我们的狂嚎女妖部队以及被一同派来的两个连的守护者们免于被正以灵能闪电的形式烧灼着巢都和周围的群山的骚动给撕裂开来。
“梅内萨！”
“啥？！”我猛地回头，瞪向了面色惨白的瑞亚。
“我们撑不了多久了，”瑞亚气喘吁吁。“无论有没有掩体，我的狂嚎女妖和守护者的心智都不像你的先知们的那样全副武装！”
“那就撤回网道里！”我在风暴中大吼道。“撤回掩体里，我必须留在外面以确保大门不被这风暴所摧毁！”
“这太疯狂了，妹妹！”瑞亚咆哮道。“你难道感觉不到它吗！巨蛇正在逼近这座悲惨的世界！？”
“我清楚得很！”我从紧咬着的牙关间挤出这句话来，与此同时另一阵灵能冲击猛地砸上了我们的掩体。
其中一个先知跌跌撞撞，但还能站住脚跟，不过十分勉强，随着一缕鲜血从他的鼻腔和一只耳朵里流出，我不由得皱起眉头。我的注意力可能会衰退，我的心智才是抵挡这阵风暴的雷霆万钧之势的堡垒，其他先知们仅仅只是支撑柱而已。
“让我们放弃这个蠢差事吧！”瑞亚大喊道，我能感到沮丧从她的身上流淌出来。“我们从来就不应该来到这个破地方！”
“我们不能让这件事情不为人所知！”我终于转过身去，将一部分宝贵的注意力从手头的任务上转移到我的姐姐身上。“如果你想就这么夹着尾巴逃跑的话就去吧！无论你是否在我身边我都会承受这场风暴，并找到真相！”
我预计姐姐的回答会是一阵狂怒，瑞亚从来都没能很好地把控住自己的脾气，而她在战士神殿里度过的时光只会凸显这一点，如若不是加重了她的本性的话。我试着不去想这几个昼夜以来所经历的梦境：梦境中我的姐姐脸上戴着战争面具。我知道她的确会迷失在这里，我能确定这一点。我的姐姐会在这个世界上踏出进入主教的领域真正意义上的第一步，在这里她将永远地迷失在这条道途上。
也许她离开的话是最好的情况。
“求求你，梅娜，”瑞亚恳求道，儿时用的孩子气的称呼惊讶到了我。
“这个世界已经被诅咒了……巨蛇已经往这世界上投下了祂的阴影，如果祂发现了我们……”
“巨蛇并不形单影只，”在回到自己的任务上前我坚定地说。“还有另一股力量在与饥渴女士交战，我很确信这点。”
“另一个灵魂？”瑞亚难以置信地说出这句话。
我几乎无法责备她，若非亲眼所见我也不会相信。可是，我能感受到至高天中的冲突……我能感到这场战斗被打响，不可思议的力量被像平凡的武器一样抛来抛去。
我想，这就是天堂之战的样子吗？
“有什么能跟巨蛇战斗？”瑞亚的语气中带着一丝恐惧。狂嚎女妖以她们在战斗中的狂怒而闻名，可这是一场我的姐姐甚至不敢期望参加的战斗。我们能做到顶多就是期盼在天堂中打得不可开交的两个灾厄没有注意到我们。
“它的另一个同类。”我紧张地回答。
不过，那并不是另一名黑暗神祇。这点我可以肯定。如果真是那样的话，这个世界现在就该化作了恶魔丛生的废土。不，这股力量在根本上与巨蛇相悖：巨蛇携来混乱之处，这股力量就带来像是停滞一样的事物……最为极端的秩序。
另一阵灵能闪电的炸响让我倍感不安，在先知们瘫倒在地时其中一个人发出了一声极度痛苦的轻声啜泣。随着掩体的重压在我身上愈发沉重，我呻吟起来，有那么一会儿我摇摇晃晃，视线开始出现重影，而后又加上了一重，我在口中尝到了血的味道。
“不！”我大喊道，将心神猛地砸向冲击着我的亚空间风暴奔涌的狂风。“你不会得到我们！我拒绝你！”
我怒吼出对巨蛇的蔑视，拒绝让哪怕多一个灵魂落入它的血盆大口。
“我乃阿苏焉之子！”我狂吼着踏出一步，以灵能力量将掩体移回原位。“我乃艾达灵族！吾等为长子！而你必不能得到我们！”
随我的挑衅狂吼而来的是在近乎永不停息的冲击中极为短暂的一阵平静，而压力的突然消失几乎令人喜出望外。可紧跟着的事物在我的体内播下了深重的恐惧。
无穷尽的注视中细微的一瞥降在了我的灵魂上，刹那间我失明了。
金色。
我看见了金色、金色、还是金色，而即便风暴已然减弱，我还是能感到剩下的先知们在短暂转向我们的意志的重压下倒塌。它的注视无比短暂……几乎算不上匆匆一瞥，幸好随后它就消失了……
随之而去的还有风暴。
解脱涌进了我的四肢，在我跪倒在地时从中带走了我所有的力量。如果我的姐姐没有滑过砂石冲到我的身边，我可能已经在摔倒时把头砸在了山岩上。
“梅娜！”瑞亚抱着我喊出我的名字，可我几乎没有注意到她。“梅娜！发生了什么？！”
“金色，”我喃喃道，眨着眼试图驱散一只双眼燃烧、头顶戴着火冠的闪闪发光的猛禽的残影。“我看见了金色……在城市中……绿潮涌动的铁石之城……一朵白金的花朵与淡紫色的带刺花卉相互缠绕……永远地缠绕在了一起，这不能被允许……不能被容忍……不——不能——”
我语无伦次地吐出这些话语，几乎无法记住自己在说什么，更不用说我的意思了，但我看见我的姐姐一边点头一边轻柔地把我放躺在地上。
“带她去休息，”瑞亚轻声说，她的嗓音越来越小，仿佛本人飘到了很远的地方。“我会找到那几朵花……然后把它们连根斩断。”
原文：
My world was a torment of psychic chaos.
“Menesa!”
“Not now, Rhea!” I snarled the words out as I deflected the latest in a series of psychic onslaughts.
A storm had arrived, just as I had foreseen it. The runestones told of a weatherfront moving inwards from the plains to cross the Mon-Keigh Hive and I thought we were prepared for it. The runestones had not mentioned anything about a bloody warpstorm moving in along with the regular one!
Two of my Seers were dead, their minds blitzed to incognition by psychic overload, and laid at my feet. The four remaining Seers, led by myself, had erected a psychic veil to cover us, shielding our host of Banshees, along with the two companies of Guardians sent along with us and my harridan of a sister, from being torn apart by the psychic tumult that was currently scorching the Hive and the mountains surrounding it with psychic lightning.
“Menesa!”
“WHAT?!” I snapped glaring back at Rhea who looked pallid and drawn.
“We cannot hold much longer,” Rhea gasped. “Veil or no, my Banshees’ and the Guardians’ minds are not armoured as your Seers’ are!”
“Then fall back through the webway!” I shouted over the storm. “Retreat into cover, I have to remain out here to ensure the portal is not destroyed by this storm!”
“This is madness, sister!” Rhea roared. “Can you not feel It!? The Great Serpent looms over this wretched world!”
“I am well aware!” I bit the words out through gritted teeth as another psychic blow hammers our veil.
One of the Seers stumbled but kept his feet, but only barely, and I winced as a trickle of bright blood ran from his nose and one of his ears. I could let my concentration falter, my mind was the bulwark against the thunderous force of this storm, the seers were merely the supporting struts.
“Let us abandon this fool’s errand!” Rhea shouted, and I could feel her frustration bleeding off of her. “We never should have come to this blighted world!”
“We cannot allow this matter to remain unknown!” I finally turned, bending a precious amount of my concentration away from my task to focus on my sister. “If you wish to flee with your tail tucked and your head bowed then go! I will weather this storm and find the truth with you by my side or not!”
The response I expected from sister was fury, Rhea had never had the strongest grip on her temper, and her time with the Shrine had only highlighted it, if not exacerbated her nature. I tried not to think of the dreams I’d had these past cycles; the dreams of my sister’s warmask being her face. I know it is true that she will lose herself here, of that I am certain. This world was where my sister would take her first true steps into the realm of the Exarch, where she would lose herself forever to the Path.
Perhaps it was best if she left.
“Please, Mena,” Rhea pleaded, surprising me with the childish name of our youth. “This world is cursed… the Serpent has cast Her shadow over this world and if She finds us…”
“The Serpent is not alone,” I said firmly before turning back to my task. “There is another power warring against She Who Thirsts, I’m certain of it.”
“Another soul?” Rhea spoke the words in patent disbelief.
I hardly blamed her. I wouldn’t have believed it either if I hadn’t been witness to it myself. I could feel the conflict in the Empyrean, though… I could feel the battle being waged, and the impossible power being thrown about like common weapons-fire.
Is this what the War in Heaven was like, I wonder?
“What could battle the Serpent?” Rhea spoke with an edge of fear in her voice. Banshees were known for their fury in battle, but this was not a fight my sister could even hope to participate in. The best any of us could do was hope that the two calamities battling it out in the Heavens did not notice us.
“Another of its ilk,” I replied tightly.
It was not one of the other Dark Gods, though. I’m certain of that. If that were the case, this world would be a daemon-infested wasteland by now. No, this power is opposed to the Serpent on a fundamental level; where It brings chaos, this force brings something like stagnation… order in the most terrible extreme.
Another crash of psychic lightning put me on my heels, and a quiet sob of agony escaped one of my remaining seers as they crumpled to the ground. I groaned as the weight of the veil fell even more heavily on me and for a moment I staggered, my vision doubled, then tripled, and I tasted blood in my mouth.
“NO!” I shouted and hammered my mind back against the torrential winds of the warpstorm that battered me. “You will not have us! I deny you!”
I howled my defiance against the Great Serpent, refusing to allow even one more soul to fall into its maw.
“I am Asuryani!” I roared as I took a step forward, moving the veil back into position by main psychic force. “I am AELDARI! WE ARE THE FIRSTBORN! AND YOU SHALL NOT HAVE US!”
With my defiant snarls came the briefest lull in the near-constant fusillades washing over me, and the sudden lack of pressure was almost a feeling of ecstasy in and of itself. What followed on its heels, though, was something that seeded a deep and terrible fear within me.
A mote of infinite regard fell upon my soul and briefly, I was blinded.
Gold.
I saw gold and gold and gold, and even though the weight of the storm had abated I couldfeel my remaining seers collapsing under the weight of the mind that briefly turned to us. Its attention was minute… barely a passing glance, and then it was mercifully gone…
And the storm with it.
Relief flooded my limbs, taking all strength from them as I fell to my knees. I might have dashed my skull against the mountain stones if my sister hadn’t lept to my side, skidding across the grit and rock to catch me as I toppled.
“Mena!” Rhea cried my name out as she cradled me but I was barely even aware of her. “Mena! What happened?!”
“Gold,” I mumbled, trying to blink away the afterimage of a burning, predatory avian regarding me with burning eyes and crown of fire upon its brow. “I saw gold… in the city… the city of stone and metal where the green tide surges… a flower of white gold and a thorny bloom of pale lavender entwined… forever entwined, this cannot be allowed… cannot be permitted… c-cannot-”
The words tumbled out of me in an incoherent mess, I couldn't even keep track of what I was saying much less what I meant, but I saw my sister nod as she laid me down gently on the ground.
“Take her to rest,” Rhea said quietly, and her voice was fading as if she was drifting a great distance away. “We will find these flowers… and I will cut them at the root.”
