felix_s: переводы

→“Oh, my fortune telling has nothing to do with my Pinkie sense! It’s only good for vague and immediate events. Like that, see? …where did that even come from?”

→“Something like that,” he said softly, then he looked around a moment, and his eyes suddenly locked on mine. The side of his lip curled in an expression of mixed annoyance and amusement. “Cute.” His horn flashed.

→“I have to do this. I promised Luna that my friends and I would win this war,” Twilight Sparkle said quietly, keeping her eyes away. She stood and started away, but then she too paused. “You promised something similar, if I recall.” She started off without looking back, steps slow and heavy with the burden of knowledge.

→“Even given the cost? You’ll use flux, knowing where it comes from?” Goldenblood asked. She looked away, and he sighed. “I see.“

→She looked at him in confusion. “Of course. This is why the M.A.S. was established. I swore to Princess Luna that I would find her a magical solution to the war, and the Impelled Metamorphosis Potion will do it. We’ll be able to turn hundreds of ponies into alicorns. Earth ponies will be able to do magic and fly for the first time. We could make thousands. End this war once and for all!”

→“Possibly,” Goldenblood replied. He turned and started to trot away, but then he paused. “So, you mean to continue?”

→Twilight stepped off the bridge, back onto the catwalk, and a moment later Goldenblood’s horn flashed and the bridge slowly rose back up. A moment later, the central pillar’s doors swung back into place and sealed with a faint hiss. The purple unicorn adjusted the glasses she wore as her magic brushed her mane back into place, but her face was troubled and haunted. “So… that’s why my potion wasn’t working. Why it kept going unstable. It’ll likely need that magical resonance to stabilize it… possibly a pinch of that metal as well.”

→“Oh, Twilight. You always were such a good little pony. Always surrounded by loyalty, honesty, kindness, generosity, and laughter,” Discord said in a voice that was almost pitying. “What are you surrounded by now?”

→“It will make us win this war,” Twilight answered, but I could see she was shaken. She looked at all those hoses snaking out of the silver statue. “I’ll talk with Luna. She’ll put a stop to this. She can’t know exactly what’s been done to you, Discord. You’re imprisoned. There’s no point to torture as well.”

→Goldenblood twisted the knob once more, and the statue began to hum. The laughter rose higher and higher until it became a scream of agony, and then the knob was turned back down. “Oh, I do so love all you little ponies. Even when I’m sure you’re all going to be so boring, you find ways to surprise me...” Discord said with another quiet chuckle. Goldenblood looked away, sitting on the edge of that narrow bridge. “Well, I do hope that works out well for you, Twilight. A step up in the world.”

→“I’m sorry I pressed Luna to remove you. I wanted to work with you, Goldenblood. I thought that was the whole point of your office,” she said as she looked at him sternly. He blinked at her, as if not even comprehending what she’d said, before he smiled tiredly.

→“No, I’m not alright. But you needn’t concern yourself with me. I’ve learned some… unpleasant things myself lately,” he rasped as he stood with a groan.

→“No problem, Scotch. I probably would have freaked out horribly if you’d told me the truth,” I said as I tried to hug myself. Again, my legs went wonky and jerked spasmodically.