【龙枪骨科/无授翻】Unspeakable Road （By Laburnum）(13)
雷斯林点点头。“那发生过的这一切呢? ”他低声说。
“It was just a bad dream, Raist.”
“只是一场噩梦，小雷。”
Raistlin laughs softly and his eyes slip closed; he leans into Caramon, small and warm, and Caramon willingly takes the weight; Raistlin reaches up to touch his face, fingers cool and dry, and leans up to kiss him. There is the scent of roses and the taste of Raistlin's tea, the cup half-empty and gone cold on the table.
雷斯林轻笑着闭上了眼睛；他靠向卡拉蒙，娇小又温暖，而卡拉蒙乐意承担他的重量；雷斯林伸手抚摸他的脸，手指冰凉干燥，然后倾身去亲吻他。有玫瑰的香味和雷斯林的药茶的味道，半空的杯子放在桌子上已经凉了。
There is blood between them—blood that mingled in the womb, blood shed over ritual and battle, blood Caramon dabbed away from Raistlin’s lips on terribly damp nights when their ragtag party huddled round a dying fire, Raistlin clutching tepid tea and the Staff of Magius to his chest. Before, it sat between them sick and stagnant, curdling like milk in summer heat. But now Raistlin tastes like ash and wine, sweet and heady and maybe, maybe, this time it will not end in cold lightning and a funeral pyre.
“It was just a bad dream, Raist.”
“只是一场噩梦，小雷。”
Raistlin laughs softly and his eyes slip closed; he leans into Caramon, small and warm, and Caramon willingly takes the weight; Raistlin reaches up to touch his face, fingers cool and dry, and leans up to kiss him. There is the scent of roses and the taste of Raistlin's tea, the cup half-empty and gone cold on the table.
雷斯林轻笑着闭上了眼睛；他靠向卡拉蒙，娇小又温暖，而卡拉蒙乐意承担他的重量；雷斯林伸手抚摸他的脸，手指冰凉干燥，然后倾身去亲吻他。有玫瑰的香味和雷斯林的药茶的味道，半空的杯子放在桌子上已经凉了。
There is blood between them—blood that mingled in the womb, blood shed over ritual and battle, blood Caramon dabbed away from Raistlin’s lips on terribly damp nights when their ragtag party huddled round a dying fire, Raistlin clutching tepid tea and the Staff of Magius to his chest. Before, it sat between them sick and stagnant, curdling like milk in summer heat. But now Raistlin tastes like ash and wine, sweet and heady and maybe, maybe, this time it will not end in cold lightning and a funeral pyre.
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