Когда-то наш замечательный коллега
Амайе публиковал здесь свой драбла
"Моя Боль" который был написад под впечатлением
от одного арта, где ослабевшего Алекса вот-от застрелят военные. Найдя и прочтя этот драбл, я очень вдохновилась - идеей, написание и размером - и решила попробовать перевести его на английский. Проконсультировавшись с моими сансэями по английскому, я подправила уже имевшийся перевод и теперь на суд публикую сюда,
Сначала хотелось, правда, даже записать его на
аудио, но студия в нашем универе никак не может находиться только в моем распоряжении ((((
Итак, перевод "в студию", как говорится!
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Название: Моя боль
Автор: Амайе
Фандом: [Prototype]
Перевод: Hashisheen (Lady Blacklight)
Рейтинг: G
Персонажи: BlackWatch/Алекс
Жанр: Angst, Drabble, размышление
Права: Все у законных владельцев!
Состояние: Закончен
My pain is just a parody.
I know how people feel pain and I feel it every time devouring them, together with their memories and emotions, with this last bitter feeling of death. No one of them knows what death is, and what a human feels right before he dies. I do know. But I’m allowed to know it, I – not human.
My pain is not real.
I am perfectly aware of it while rending my fingers of the ground, that’s why in this wild agony I begin to think that it looks hilarious. There are several holes in my body from those strange bullets used by men who were standing above.
I’m a monster.
That’s why it’s easier to kill me. I suppose it’s just the thought that breaks up every obstacles. Of course they’re a little confused by human form the virus has. Sure!
It’s much easier to shoot an absurd creature than a human.
They are the justice.
What’s more, having devoured a person I learn everything about him or her. At the first time I have factually lost my head from it. Can you imagine killing one who you know everything about? No? Now think. There are you parents who raised you but not your biological mother and father. And you just killed them. What would you feel? Although I didn’t know those people personally, I had all much deeper. I knew EVERYTHING about them! Their secrets, lurking dreams, filthy thoughts, something forgotten and something that would be better not to remember at all. Their rotten nature, envy, lies, little but awful betrayals, distrust. Grief, overfilling their life, first unhappy love, escaped bride, rummy father and misunderstanding mother. I knew it all like I experienced it myself.
- Finish him, guys.
Seems like I was thinking for too long and forgot about my own fate. About fate of a monster possessed by only vengeance.
They didn’t know my pain wasn’t fake. Too bad. They failed.
З.Ы. Если автор оригинала позволит, я бы еще хотела разместить это на Дэвиант Арте в разделе литературы, безусловно с указанием авторства Амайе.