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Tuesday, October 23, 2012

A shade of mind-purple

There is a shade of purple that I can decipher and make out in my mind's eye, but I can't find it in real life.


This is both my favourite and most hated part of 天龙八部, for various reasons.
Oddly enough my favourite part in many books is the ending.

阿紫高声道:“啊,是了,我的眼睛是你给我的。姊夫说我欠了你的恩情,要我好好待你。我可偏不喜欢。”蓦地里右手伸出,往自己眼中一插,竟然将两颗眼珠子挖了出来,用力向游坦之掷去,叫道:“还你!还你!从今以后,我再也不欠你什么了。免得我姊夫老是逼我,要我跟你在一起。”

  游坦之虽不能视物,但听到身周众人齐声惊呼,声音中带着惶惧,也知是发生了惨祸奇变,嘶声叫道:“阿紫姑娘,阿紫姑娘!”

  阿紫抱着萧峰的尸身,柔声叫道:“姊夫,咱们再也不欠别人什么了。以前我用毒针射你,便是要你永远和我在一起,今日总算如了我的心愿。”说着抱着萧峰,迈步便行。

  群豪见她眼眶中鲜血流出,掠过她雪白的脸庞,人人心下几怖,见她走来,便都让开了惊步。只见她笔直向前走去,渐渐走近山边的深谷。众人都叫了起来:“停步,停步!前面是深谷!”

  段誉飞步追来,叫道:“小妹,你……”

  但阿紫向前直奔,突然间足下踏一个空,竟向万丈深谷中摔了下去。

  段誉伸手抓时,嗤的一声,只抓到她衣袖的一角,突然身旁风声劲急,有人抢过,段誉向左一让,只见游坦之也向谷中摔落。段誉叫声:“啊哟!”向谷中望去,但见云封雾锁,不知下面究有多深。

  群豪站在山谷边上,尽皆唏嘘叹息。武功较差者见到山谷旁尖石嶙峋,有如锐刀利剑,无不心惊,玄渡等年长之人,知道当年玄慈、汪帮主等在雁门关外伏击契丹武士的故事,知道萧峰之母的尸身便葬在这深谷之中。


You know, we were talking about things. I hate it when people try to cheer you up sometimes. At times all that I really just want to do is to feel depressed in peace, and I don't even get that.

Posted at 10:36 PM




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