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战斗力 鹅
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发表于 2015-3-5 00:08
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Ojutai.
Her dragon, her teacher, silhouetted against the first rays of the rising sun. He had come out on his perch to teach the morning's lesson.
"So, what have you learned?" He turned his head toward her.
He was looking at her.
"What have you found?"
He was speaking to her.
Narset's insides trembled. She had thought for so long that he had disowned her as Taigam had promised he would. She was a heretic. She had disobeyed.
"What do you know?"
Perhaps Taigam had been wrong. Perhaps Ojutai was still her teacher. His question rang in Narset's ears. What did she know? She knew Tarkir. She knew it for all it was, for its beauty, its wonders, and for its imperfections. And often it was those imperfections that were its greatest assets. She smiled up at her dragon. He was part of Tarkir, and because of his presence, the land, the people, and the history were better. The world was stronger; it was more perfect. She could see that now.
"I have learned the truth," she whispered.
Ojutai nodded. And Narset knew that while she could not see it he was smiling too. A warmth filled her. A peace. "Once we reflect we must then move forward," Ojutai said. "All one needs do is—"
"Seek enlightenment," Narset added her voice to his.
"For there is always more to learn." With that, Ojutai spread his wings and took to the sky.
"Thank you," Narset said. Her words were carried away on the winds of Tarkir as she let go.
不愧是维护世界平衡的降世神通,和龙王的关系不是一般的好! |
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