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The Vampire Diaries 6 - The Return: Shadow Souls / Дневники Вампира 6 - Возвращение: Темные души
→Drifting…
0 Все плыло...
→If you die again, I’ll be wrapped in chains all over. The child showed her a pitiable picture of himself covered by coil after coil of heavy chains. In his mouth, gagging him. Pinning his arms to his sides and his legs to the ball. Moreover, the chains were spiked so that everywhere they dug into the child’s soft flesh, blood flowed.
0 "Если ты снова умрешь, я навсегда останусь закованным в цепи," - ребенок показал ей жалкую картину - себя обвитого кольцами тяжелых цепей. Цепь была у него и во рту, словно кляп. Прочно связывала руки, и крепила его ноги к валуну. Цепи безжалостно впивались в нежную кожу ребенка, текла кровь.
→But she had, somehow, brought her tears, and a cold,
cable-wire-tough voice inside herself said, Don’t waste them, idiot! Use
those tears. If you’re going to sob, sob over his face or his hands. And,
by the way, everyone hates you.
cable-wire-tough voice inside herself said, Don’t waste them, idiot! Use
those tears. If you’re going to sob, sob over his face or his hands. And,
by the way, everyone hates you.
0 Но как бы то ни было, она все же могла плакать, и чувствовать холод. Вдруг, жесткий голос в ее голове произнес: "Не трать их просто так, идиотка! Используй свои слезы. Если ты собираешься рыдать, хотя бы рыдай над его лицом и руками. Да, кое-что еще, все ненавидят тебя".
→She couldn’t, of course; just as she couldn’t feel the arm that was
trying to encircle her gently. She hadn’t brought her body with her.
trying to encircle her gently. She hadn’t brought her body with her.
0 Конечно, она не могла этого сделать; так же, как не могла почувствовать руку, которая пыталась нежно обнять ее. Ее тела не было с нею.
→Dully, Elena lifted herself up, getting a brief anatomical view of
Stefan’s chest before she was sobbing again, trying to wipe her nose on
Stefan’s prison uniform, which looked as if it could only be improved by
anything she might do to it.
Stefan’s chest before she was sobbing again, trying to wipe her nose on
Stefan’s prison uniform, which looked as if it could only be improved by
anything she might do to it.
0 Елена медленно приподнялась, чтобы оказаться на уровне груди Стефана и прежде, чем снова начала всхлипывать, попыталась утереть свой нос его тюремной одеждой, которая определенно требовала починки.
→Elena had an immediate fit of the Bonnies, sobbing so hard that
she couldn’t listen to—couldn’t even hear—any comfort that was on
offer. They were doing horrible things to him, and they were using her
image, Elena’s, to do them. It was all too awful. They were conditioning
Stefan to hate her. She hated herself. Everyone in the whole world hated
her—
she couldn’t listen to—couldn’t even hear—any comfort that was on
offer. They were doing horrible things to him, and they were using her
image, Elena’s, to do them. It was all too awful. They were conditioning
Stefan to hate her. She hated herself. Everyone in the whole world hated
her—
0 У Елены тут же случился "приступ Бонни" – она разразилась рыданиями так сильно, что ничего не слышала вокруг... не говоря уже о том, чтобы услышать... ласковое успокаивающее слово, которое последовало дальше. Они проделывали ужасные вещи с ним, а для этого использовали ее образ. Это было слишком ужасно. Они заставили Стефана ненавидеть ее. Она возненавидела себя. Все в мире ненавидели ее…
→“Oh, can’t you let me sleep for a few minutes in peace?” Stefan
snapped, and added a couple of Italian words that Elena had never had
reason to hear before.
snapped, and added a couple of Italian words that Elena had never had
reason to hear before.
0 "О, разве ты не можешь дать мне спокойно поспать хотя бы несколько минут?" - бросил Стефан и прошептал еще несколько слов по-итальянски, которые Елене слышать еще не приходилось.
→She was still sobbing as she landed in the cell, unsure of whether
she had solid form or gravity, and uncaring for the moment. The only
thing she had time to see was Stefan, very thin but smiling in his sleep
and then she was dumped onto him, into him, and still crying as she
bounced, as lightly as a feather, and Stefan woke.
she had solid form or gravity, and uncaring for the moment. The only
thing she had time to see was Stefan, very thin but smiling in his sleep
and then she was dumped onto him, into him, and still crying as she
bounced, as lightly as a feather, and Stefan woke.
0 Она все еще хлюпала носом, когда приземлилась в клетке, не уверенная в своей гравитации и на секунду забыв обо всем. Единственное, что у неё было - это время повидаться со Стефаном - очень худым, но улыбающимся во сне, а потом, она упала на него, в него, и все еще рыдая, подпрыгнула легко, как перышко и Стефан проснулся.
→At one point she realized with familiar horror that she was passing
through things, and then she was veering as if she were the end of the
whip in a game of Crack the Whip and then she was catapulted into
Stefan’s cell.
through things, and then she was veering as if she were the end of the
whip in a game of Crack the Whip and then she was catapulted into
Stefan’s cell.
0 Вдруг, она ощутила знакомый ужас от того, что пролетает сквозь предметы, потом, меняет направление, как кончик кнута в игре Треск Кнута, и в конце-концов, катапультируется в камеру Стефана.
→This time she wasn’t even aware of a conscious decision about
where to go. She was flying, so fast that she couldn’t tell which way she
was going. It was as if she were being pulled, as if she were the tail of a
comet that was rapidly shooting downward.
where to go. She was flying, so fast that she couldn’t tell which way she
was going. It was as if she were being pulled, as if she were the tail of a
comet that was rapidly shooting downward.
0 На этот раз, она не принимала сознательное решение, куда ей пойти. Она летела настолько быстро, что не понимала, в каком направлении движется. Это было, словно ее тянули, словно она была хвостом кометы, которая быстро падала вниз.
→She was out of her body.
0 Она была вне своего тела.
→Once more her first reaction was to imagine death. And then,
slowly, because she was stupefied by so many tears, she realized that
she’d done it again.
slowly, because she was stupefied by so many tears, she realized that
she’d done it again.
0 Ее первой реакцией, как и раньше, было предположить, что она умерла. А потом, медленно, приходя в себя после стольких пролитых слёз, она осознала, что сделала это снова.
→Elena lifted up her head…and stared down at her head, resting on
her diary.
her diary.
0 Елена подняла глаза… и увидела внизу свою голову, лежащую на дневнике.
→If I keep feeling this way—if I let it crush me enough—I’ll become
an infinitesimal point in space. I’ll be crushed into nothingness—and
even that will be better than needing him so much.
an infinitesimal point in space. I’ll be crushed into nothingness—and
even that will be better than needing him so much.
0 Если я позволю себе поддаться этим чувствам... если им цдастся разрушить меня изнутри... я стану ничожной точкой в пространстве. Уж лучше уйти в небытие, чем так сильно нуждаться в нем.
→It became a pounding refrain in time to her heart. She found herself
breathing in sobs, her eyes tightly shut, clutching the rhythm to her and
clenching her fists.
breathing in sobs, her eyes tightly shut, clutching the rhythm to her and
clenching her fists.
0 Эти мысли отдавались в ее мозгу в такт с ударами сердца. Из ее груди вырывались рыдания, глаза закрылись, а пальцы сжались в кулаки.
→Not even writing in her diary would help tonight. All she could
write about were painfully tantalizing memories of the good times she
and Stefan had shared together.
write about were painfully tantalizing memories of the good times she
and Stefan had shared together.
0 Даже ведение записей в дневнике не помогала ей сегодня. Все, о чём она могла писать, были крайне болезненные воспоминания о тех добрых временах, которые она разделила вместе со Стефаном.
→How good it had been when she could just turn her head and know that
she would see him—what a privilege that had been! And now it was gone,
and in its place was racking confusion, guilt, and anxiety. What was happening to him, right now,
when she no longer had the privilege of turning her head and seeing
him? Were they…hurting him?
she would see him—what a privilege that had been! And now it was gone,
and in its place was racking confusion, guilt, and anxiety. What was happening to him, right now,
when she no longer had the privilege of turning her head and seeing
him? Were they…hurting him?
0 Как жезлорово было всего лишь повернуть голову и заранее знать, что она увидит его - какое же это было счастье! И вот теперь оно ушло, а на его место пришла путаница, чувство вины и тревоги. Что с ним происходит именно сейчас, когда она уже не может просто повернуть голову и увидеть его? Причиняют ли ему... боль?
→Elena put down the pen and stared at her diary dully. The
heartbreak manifested itself in actual physical pains in her chest that
would have frightened her if she hadn’t been sure of what it really was.
She missed Stefan so desperately that she could hardly eat, could barely
sleep. He was like a part of her mind that was constantly on fire, like a
phantom limb that would never go away.
heartbreak manifested itself in actual physical pains in her chest that
would have frightened her if she hadn’t been sure of what it really was.
She missed Stefan so desperately that she could hardly eat, could barely
sleep. He was like a part of her mind that was constantly on fire, like a
phantom limb that would never go away.
0 Елена положила ручку и тупо уставилась на дневник. Горе от разбитого сердца проявлялось физической болью в груди, которая напугала бы ее, если бы она не знала ее причину. Она так отчаянно скучала по Стефану, что с трудом могла есть и едва ли могла спать. Он был словно часть ее сознания, постоянно находящаяся в огне, как ложная боль в ампутированной части тела, которая никогда не пройдет.
→Young as she was, Lakshmi was both honest and bold and Elena
was grooming her to become Lady Ulma’s right hand, after Lady Ulma
had become well enough to be the lady of the house.
was grooming her to become Lady Ulma’s right hand, after Lady Ulma
had become well enough to be the lady of the house.
0 Лакшми была очень юна, но не по годам честна и отважна. Елена готовила ее на роль правой руки леди Ульмы, когда та достаточно окрепнет, чтобы стать полноправной хозяйкой в доме.
→(Plates had been recently introduced, along with forks, which were all the rage
now.) How much were the men and woman of the household entitled to
in wages (which had to be calculated from scratch, since no other
household paid its slaves a geld, merely clothing them from a
community uniform cache, and allowing them one or two “feast days” a
year)?
now.) How much were the men and woman of the household entitled to
in wages (which had to be calculated from scratch, since no other
household paid its slaves a geld, merely clothing them from a
community uniform cache, and allowing them one or two “feast days” a
year)?
0 (Тарелки с вилками только входили в обиход, последние были особенно популярны.) Какую зарплату следует платить слугам и служанкам (ее пришлось рассчитывать с нуля, поскольку в других хозяйствах не практиковали оплату труда рабов: в лучшем случае им давали спецодежду и один или два "праздных дня" в год)?
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