司氏姐妹 第七章:奔向沼泽地

作者:Wuwuyu  于 2012-7-22 21:46 发表于 最热闹的华人社交网络--贝壳村

作者分类:翻译小说|通用分类:原创文学

关键词:童话小说, 移民生活, 中国女孩, 学英语, 哈利波特


http://theswitchsisters.wordpress.com/2012/06/03/chapter-7-to-the-swamp-3/

 

7章: 奔向沼泽地

 

回来摩根听到一个声音在个声音坚定,稳键带着的严肃和权威的口吻。玛丽。自从他学会了说话甚止在这之前通过思想和潜意识相互通交流。

 

玛丽把米娜带回床上掖好被子,摩根已披上外套悄悄溜出门口。已经走到下一个街口,以为玛丽会迎赶上。

 

!摩根反驳着玛丽道时间不多了!我否则为时!摩根突然感到来自她的生姐妹的一阵莫大的无奈和挫折。不到半分玛丽。随着她的到淡淡的从地面升起,弥漫在街好主意!摩根暗道,随后街灯便渐渐暗而熄灭,人们从窗户将无法看到她们在幽暗中的个黑影。摩根双手合掌,轻轻一揉,手打一个色的光球从的手掌升起,照亮在他面前的道路。她化了多年时间来掌握一招术经过多少个夜晚的溜出去幽会男孩或行其他的她已是一个能随心变出只有让的同伴可以看到灯光的家。

 

动了!玛丽一边呼吸一边道:没有,我甚至不知道拉在哪里!”

 

如果我拉的方向感就好了!”摩根说。

 

玛丽转动着的眼睛:真的摩根,我不能这样冒然而进。我不能任何人知道是我们干否则知道在里可以找到这将会带来更大的麻。”

 

我想我先到中心再想法子摩根

 

等一等玛丽一把抓住摩根的肘拉到人行道边。变得更加浓密。有人来了。在她身后可以隐隐听到一个双脚快速移的节拍。摩根把她的魔光往脚声的方向照过去。一个矮矮的小女孩的身影被照亮了。玛丽稀释了浓

 

 

我想我能帮忙,”她们的小妹妹快步来,说:我不能留在家里而你们--”玛丽脸色青。我不相信你能帮忙在必须回去!”道不明白我们现在不但要想办法如何营救们还要担心来保没听妈妈说吗不管是什么--”

 

但我知道米娜满脸发光,一片恳请的模样。向摩根。

 

摩根了口气。那好。来。我不能再浪费时间。在黎明之前我只有几个小时。”

 

玛丽了一下摩根,一把抓起米娜的手。好吧,知道些什米娜

 

离开婚礼后我听到有些人在。他们说要到沼泽地边戒备森严的监狱”。

 

池塘旁边哪座奇怪的建筑吗我知道其切位置”摩根干得好米娜。

 

玛丽边走边看了看周们这样叽叽喳喳会吵醒全镇的人即使她如是玛丽有一奇妙的感——没有人能听到她们--就象妈妈在家里营造的那种消音效果。现在不在家里的房子。即使在某程度上从家里房子带来了消音的能力还是小心为妙。

 

米娜拉着玛丽的手落在摩根几步之遥而摩根一路往沼泽地方向奔去。摩根一直是姐妹中最冒也是最敢于用她的法力。当发现自己具有这些法力时,甚至在能完全掌控它们之前她会淋漓尽致地把它们发挥到极致去做一些顽皮少女会做的事情。像这样的夜没有什大不了的。然而一夜的血液行着一莫名的。第一次她感到她的使命是正的。仿佛以前的调皮捣蛋的恶作剧是为今天积累经验锻炼真正需要时为善而行使的魔力。

 

世上可能没有比摩根和玛丽更不同的生姐妹。摩根并不需要亲的教诲 ——然法妈常如此做——她头脑里总是听到玛丽的警告声音字字清晰不要让魔力迷幻玛丽知道摩根在半夜出去, 她会提醒不要做任何愚蠢的事要小心。而玛丽在学校功课很好并遵守纪律。 求刺激而是留在家里寻规韬矩地练习的法术就像其他孩子练钢琴一样。所以一个表演家。利用算力头脑是可以想办法行施她的魔法,而让它如发生一件意外事件或可轻易用自然象解

 

走在路上,玛丽在考虑不同的略。不像摩根从来没有去过那片泽地所以不知道她会遇到什么限制。只有到了那儿才会看到各种状况得胸部砰砰的跳动, 她知道那是恐惧。试图想象是什么东西害了格雷厄姆,以及 如果碰到它,将如何战胜它。但是虽然她好奇和她也从来没有想到会有与家人同类的东西存在。终认为是独一无二的在这世界上的其他人只是普通正常人。对自己的人一无所知它有多么强它的魔法和动机是什么。这种一无所知的状态把她吓坏了。捏紧米娜的手深吸了一口气。

 

Chapter 7 – To the Swamp

 

Come back! Morgan heard a voice in her head say. It was firm and steady, with hints of her mother’s severity. It was Marie. Since they had learned to talk, or perhaps even before, they had been able to communicate to each other merely by thinking and directing their thoughts to each other.

While Marie had tucked Mina back into bed, Morgan had put on her coat and slipped quietly out the door. She was now at the end of the block. She assumed Marie would catch up.

No, Morgan shot back to Marie. We’re running out of time. We have to go or it’ll be too late. Morgan felt a pang of relenting frustration that she knew belonged to her twin.

Less than half a minute later, Marie appeared at her side. As she came, a light fog rose from the ground and spread across the street. Good idea, Morgan said, and then the streetlights dimmed and went out. Anybody looking out of their windows would not be able to see the two figures in the thick darkness. Morgan rubbed her hands together and when she opened them, a reddish light rose from her palms to light the path in front of them. It had taken her years to master this trick, but after many nights of sneaking out to meet boys or carry out other mischief, she was an expert at creating this light that only she and her companions could see.

“This is so impulsive,” Marie said under her breath. “We don’t have a plan. We don’t even know where Mara is.”

“If only we had Mara’s sense of direction,” Morgan said.

Marie rolled her eyes. “Seriously, Morgan. We’re not going to just be able to barge in. We can’t let anyone know it was us, or they’ll know where to find her and we’ll all be in bigger trouble than we already are.”

“I figured we would just go toward the center of town and figure it out from there,” Morgan said.

Wait. Marie put a hand on Morgan’s elbow and pulled her off the sidewalk. The fog became denser. Someone’s coming. A faint patter of quick-moving feet could be heard coming from behind them. Morgan extended her light in the direction of the footsteps. It illuminated the short, small figure of a little girl. Marie lightened the fog.

Mina!”

“I think I can help,” their little sister said as she came running up. “Please? I can’t just stay at home while—”

Marie was livid. “I can’t believe this. You need to go back right now,” she said. “Don’t you understand? On top of figuring out how to save Mara we’re going to have to worry about protecting you. Didn’t you hear Mom? Whatever is out there—”

“But I know where she is!” Mina’s face was bright and pleading. She turned towards Morgan.

Morgan sighed. “Okay. Come on. We can’t waste any more time. We’ve only got a few hours before dawn.”

Marie glared at Morgan and grabbed Mina’s hand. “Fine. What do you know, Mina?”

“I heard some people talking before we left the party. They were saying that they took her to the high-security holding cell by the swamp.”

“Is that what that weird building next to the pond is? I know exactly where that is,” Morgan said. “Good work, Mina.”

Marie looked carefully around as they walked. “Now shush,” she said, “We’re going to wake up the whole town with our chattering.” Even as she said it, however, Marie felt a strange sensation that no one could hear them—a feeling similar to the muffling effect that their mother created over the house. She didn’t dwell on it. Even if they somehow carried the silencing power from the house, they could never be too careful.

Mina hung onto Marie’s hand, a couple of feet behind Morgan, who was leading the way to the swamp. Morgan had always been the most adventurous of the sisters, and the most daring with her powers too. When she discovered them and even before she had fine-tuned them, she used them to their full potential to do the things that teenage girls would do. Night excursions such as this one were no big deal to her. This night, however, she felt her blood run with a strange excitement. For the first time, she had a mission—and a righteous one at that, she thought. She felt as if her fun escapades had been building up to this, preparing her for when she really needed to use her powers for good.

There could not have been twin sisters more different than Morgan and Marie. Morgan didn’t need her mother to lecture her—though Fa frequently did anyways—because she always had Marie’s warning voice (literally) in her head. Don’t get power-trippy, Marie would remind her when she knew Morgan was out in the middle of the night. Don’t do anything stupid. Be careful. Marie was the twin who did well in school and succeeded by following the rules. Instead of running out to seek thrills, she stayed in the house and practiced her powers in a regimented, ordered fashion, much like other children would practice the piano. And so, she became a virtuoso. Combined with her calculating, sharp mind, she always managed to use her powers in a way that would make them seem accidental or easily explained by natural phenomena.

As they walked, Marie considered different plans and strategies. Unlike Morgan, she had never wandered over to the swamp and so she had no idea what her constraints would be. She would have to see when they arrived. She felt a thumping in her chest that she recognized as fear. She tried to imagine what the thing that had killed Graham could be, and how they would subvert it if it came to it. But, inquiring and smart as she was, she had never considered that there could be something similar to her family out there. She always assumed that they were alone, and that everyone else in the world was just plain normal. She knew nothing about their enemy: how strong it was, its powers, its intentions. This utter lack of knowledge terrified her. She squeezed Mina’s hand and took a deep breath.

 


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