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这一段是模仿《指环王》写的。这段写得是王者归来的一个scene,就是要发起战争的前一段时间。
Thousands and thousands of miles away, a battle was erupting wildly. It was a storm of blood, ashes and fire that has been flaring out of control.
All that could be heard was the clinks of swords and the sound of bows being shot and screams.
Screams of power.
Screams of terror.
Screams of pain.
Screams of tears.
Screams of death.
In the distance, a low rumbling shattered the battlefield as all went silent. Rising from ash and dust, was the enemy's greatest weapon.
Ready to attack.
Ready to destroy.
All those miles away, I was in a weak atmosphere of peace. Peace about to be shattered by war and starvation. I woke up, deep into the night and gave up sleeping. Not a single soul was awake, I decided to go out and contemplate my life for a while.
I threw on a thin cloak and crept outside onto the docks. The moon was up high and shined a light glow onto the river, creating a soft lustre on the gentle ripples of the water. The trees were shaped like paintbrushes, its tips slowly swaying from the crisp and frosty breeze that woke me in a trance of alertness and reality. I stood at the edge of the concrete path, the waves softly licking the cobblestone pillars, slowly eating the layers of stone away. |
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