(Author’s notes: It’s over. It’s finally over. After four years and two months, Horizons is done. I hope that people feel the ending was worth the ride. It’s been pretty intense this whole time. I couldn’t have done this without the incalculably valuable assistance of Hinds, Bronode, swicked, and Heartshine. These are individuals who have donated weeks of their time and energy into making each chapter as good as they can possibly be. I could not have finished Horizons without their assistance, and I will be forever grateful for their help. No matter how frigging frustrating they may be at times…
(作者笔记:一切都结束了。终于结束了。四年零两个月后，视野号完成了。我希望人们觉得这个结局是值得的。一直以来都很紧张。如果没有海因兹、Bronode、瑞士和Heartshine无法估量的宝贵帮助，我不可能做到这一点。这些人贡献了几个星期的时间和精力，使每一章尽可能好。没有他们的帮助，我不可能完成地平线，我将永远感激他们的帮助。不管他们有时多么沮丧..。

(Bronode: Right back atcha, chickpea!)
(布罗诺德:马上回来，鹰嘴豆!)

Another person I’d like to thank is Kkat, for her creation of Fallout Equestria and for her immense generosity in allowing us to create our own story in her world. I owe thanks to all the readers and commenters who have given feedback about the story and how to improve it. In addition, special thanks should be given to Sethisto at Equestria Daily. If it wasn’t for him, Project Horizons would have been consigned to the side fic page and dwindled away. I hope that readers of Horizon move to other fics in this world.
我要感谢的另一个人是Kkat，感谢她创造了FalloutEquestria，感谢她极大的慷慨，允许我们在她的世界里创造我们自己的故事。我要感谢所有的读者和评论者，他们对这个故事给予了反馈，并告诉我如何改进。此外，还要特别感谢马术日报的Sethisto。如果不是因为他,"地平线计划"就会被放在小书页上，然后逐渐缩小。我希望《地平线》的读者们能够移居到这个世界上的其他小说中去。

Lastly, I need to thank individuals who contributed money to keep this work going. Writing takes time, and fanfiction doesn’t pay the bills. Every
最后，我需要感谢那些捐款让这项工作继续下去的个人。写作需要时间，同人小说不能支付账单。每一个

single bit has been extremely valued, and I would like to thank my patreons and individuals who donated directly to this story. I don’t know what project I will work on next (hopefully something MUCH smaller in scope than Horizons) but I’ll keep folks appraised on what’s coming next.
单位是非常宝贵的，我要感谢我的专业人员和个人，他们直接捐赠给这个故事。我不知道我接下来要做什么项目(希望是比地平线小得多的项目)，但我会让大家对接下来要做的事情进行评估。
If this epilogue clashes with your own headcanon for what comes after Horizons, feel free to ignore it. This was the ending that all my editors felt would be best. There’s all kinds of story hooks in place, some of which I might take up, and others which I editors wish to explore in their own works.
如果这个尾声与你自己关于视野之后的标准冲突，请随意忽略它。我所有的编辑都认为这是最好的结局。有各种各样的故事挂钩，其中一些我可能会采取，其他我的编辑希望在他们自己的作品探索。

(swicked: Except for Hinds, who instead began questioning what “best” could mean, empirically. Did you know that Somber originally intended this fic to be shorter than the original? Because I sure didn’t!)
除了海因兹，她反而开始质疑"最好"在经验上的含义。你知道吗，索姆博最初打算把这本书的篇幅缩短到比原著更短的程度？因为我肯定没有!)
Ahem. So thank you again for reading. It’s been a long, long trek. I hope it has been worthwhile.
咳咳。再次感谢你的阅读。这是一个漫长的旅行。我希望这是值得的。

Thank you.
谢谢你。

Somber.)
忧郁。)

“Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria...”
很久很久以前，在马斯瑞亚这片神奇的土地上

“Brahmin shit!” blurted the green earth pony stallion across the campfire as the pale blue unicorn with the two-toned purple and navy mane finished talking. Ten or so people were crowded around the fire’s warming light. Mostly ponies, but there were a pair of zebras, a griffin, and a helldog too. An alicorn listened in silently, the blue’s eyes soft and wise. The boughs of the Everfree Forest loomed around them, thick and dark and timeless as ever. The old road wasn’t pleasant, the sort of road along which people traveled together for safety, but it was the only path transecting the ancient wood.
"婆罗门狗屎!"营火对面的绿色地球小马脱口而出，淡蓝色独角兽的紫色和藏青色鬃毛交谈完毕。大约有十个人挤在温暖的火光周围。大部分是小马，但也有一对斑马，一只狮鹫和一只地狱犬。一只橡子静静地听着，蓝色的眼睛温柔而睿智。永恒自由森林的树枝在他们周围隐约出现，茂密而黑暗，一如既往地永恒。这条古老的道路并不令人愉快，这是那种人们为了安全而一起行走的道路，但它却是唯一一条横切古老森林的道路。
“Security died?” the youngest of the group, a pegasus foal with a bright orange mane, asked as she rested atop her mother. The unicorn gave a sober nod, and then foal screwed up her face and added, “For good?”
"保安死了?"这群小马驹中最小的一匹，长着亮橙色鬃毛的小马驹，问道，她趴在她妈妈身上。独角兽清醒地点了点头，然后小马驹皱起脸补充道:"永远?"
“No!” the green stallion drawled sarcastically. “Then she came back from the dead a fourth time, and this time she descended deep into the earth to stop some even bigger monster from destroying us all!”
"不!"绿色的种马慢吞吞地说。"然后她第四次起死回生，这一次她下到地下深处，阻止更大的怪物毁灭我们所有人!"

The unicorn scowled at him. “She didn’t come back!” she snapped, and her ears folded a little. “They found her body. Her PipBuck confirmed it. She was gone,” she said as she bowed her head. “They built a tomb in Chapel. You can actually go see her PipBuck if you want.”
独角兽怒视着他。"她没有回来!"她厉声说道，她的耳朵有点收缩。"他们发现了她的尸体。她的PipBuck证实了这一点。她走了,"她低下头说。"他们在教堂里建了一座坟墓。如果你愿意，你可以去看她的PipBuck。"

“With its super dooper megaspell inside! Wooooo!” the stallion went on, waving his hooves in the air at the foal.
"里面还有超级大鸟megaspell！呜呜!"那匹种马继续向小马驹挥舞着蹄子。

A vein on the unicorn’s temple began to twitch. “No. Not with the megaspell inside. EC-1101 was gone.”
独角兽太阳穴上的一条血管开始抽搐。"没有。里面有megaspell的话就不会。Ec-1101不见了。"

“Right. Because it never existed to begin with,” the stallion said smugly as he leaned back. “When will you Commonwealthers accept that this whole Security garbage was just a cooked-up story to one-up the Lightbringer’s?”
"对。因为它从一开始就不存在,"这匹种马自鸣得意地向后靠着说。"你们联邦什么时候才能接受这整个安全问题只是一个捏造出来的故事，比"光明使者"的故事还要好?"
“It wasn’t made up. Homage and Velvet Remedy, as well as dozens of others, confirmed she did exist,” the unicorn said with a scowl. “You Republicans just can’t accept any other settlement can have its own heroes.”
"这不是瞎编的。《敬意》、《天鹅绒补救》以及其他几十本书都证实了她的存在,"独角兽皱着眉头说。"你们共和党人就是不能接受任何其它解决方案都有自己的英雄。"
The stallion snorted with a dismissive wave of his hoof. “Homage said a lotta things, a bunch while on Dash. I’ll accept that there might have been a pony named Blackjack, or Security, or the Maiden, or whatever. I’ll even accept that she might have set off a megaspell or something. But a city of the damned built over an ancient abomination? Going to the moon? The moon!” He scoffed and shook his head. “Sorry, but I don’t buy it.”
那匹种马不屑地挥动蹄子喷了一下鼻息。"在Dash上,'效忠'说了很多东西。我承认可能有一匹叫Blackjack的小马，或者叫Security，或者Maiden，或者其他什么的。我甚至可以接受她可能引发了一场巨大的争论或什么的。但是一个被诅咒的城市建在一个古老的可憎之物上？去月球？月亮!"他嗤之以鼻，摇摇头。"对不起，我不相信。"
“Well, I’ve always been skeptical of the Lightbringer’s accounts,” the foal’s mother, a tangerine mare with a deep blue mane, interjected. “She took on the Enclave, and only one pony she knew died? I had an ancestor with the Enclave military, and their stories are that Neighvarro was betrayed by a Dashite sympathizer.”
"嗯，我一直对光明使者的说法持怀疑态度,"小马驹的母亲插话道，她是一匹有着深蓝色鬃毛的橘色母马。"她骑上了昂科雷，只有一匹她认识的小马死了？我有一个昂科雷军队的祖先，他们说邻里里瓦罗被一个达什特人的同情者出卖了。"

That prompted an eyeroll from the stallion before he returned to glaring at the unicorn. “Right. But aren’t there ponies in the Commonwealth itself that disputed the whole ‘Maiden of the Stars’ thing? That one pegasus... um...
这引起了种马的眼泪，然后他回来怒视着独角兽。"对。但是，难道英联邦本身就没有一匹小马对"星中少女"的说法存在争议吗？那一匹飞马..。
Moonshadow? And even one of your councilors! Yeah! First Citizen Boing said that Security had done almost as much harm as good.” He grinned at the clearly uncomfortable mare. “She said ‘let us not wipe the blood from the hooves of heroes, nor worship them without skeptical consideration.’ She didn’t buy into that whole Security deal.”
月之影？甚至还有你们的一个议员！耶！第一公民Boing说，安全措施带来的危害几乎和好处一样多。"他对着那头明显不舒服的母马咧嘴笑了笑。"她说,'让我们不要抹去英雄们蹄上的鲜血，也不要不加怀疑地崇拜他们。'她根本不相信保安公司那套说辞。"

The unicorn rolled her eyes. “Fine, but there’re plenty of other people who believe that that’s what happened. Psalm witnessed everything right up to the moment she left Blackjack in the Core. And Scotch Tape–”
独角兽转动着她的眼睛。"好吧，但还有很多人相信这就是事实。诗篇见证了一切，直到她离开黑杰克在核心。还有透明胶带。"
“Who disappeared too...” the stallion interrupted.
"谁也消失了......"种马打断了他。

“She witnessed what happened on the moon,” the unicorn pressed on. “And
"她目睹了月球上发生的一切,"独角兽继续说道。"还有

while both admit that Blackjack had her flaws, they confirm her story.” The stallion dismissed that with a haughty sniff.
尽管两人都承认黑杰克有她的缺点，但他们证实了她的说法。"那匹种马傲慢地嗅了一下便不屑一顾。

“What happened to Scotch Tape?” the pegasus foal asked.
"透明胶带怎么了?"飞马驹问道。

* * *
* * *

Chapel was quiet today. No sounds of hammers banging away like so many other places in the Hoof. Scotch Tape picked through the ruins of a basement. “Sorry it took a year for us to get down here for your mom’s things,” she said as she looked over at Majina. The zebra filly quietly poke......

“What? My dream ended... happily? That. Cannot. Happen!”
"什么？我的梦结束了...幸福吗？那个。不能。发生了!"

We were nine. Nine going into the deeps beneath Hoofington, facing monsters and abominations from the pits of madness and horror. Nine with one goal: to stop the Eater of Souls from destroying the world... inside thirty minutes.
那时我们9岁。9号潜入Hoofington的深处，面对来自疯狂和恐怖深渊的怪物和可憎之物。第九个目标只有一个:在三十分钟内阻止食魂者毁灭这个世界。
I wondered if Twilight ever had to do anything like this.
我想知道暮光之城是否曾经做过这样的事情。

I couldn’t really see it, honestly. The railcar we rode, careening through the gloomy labyrinthine tunnels below Hoofington, had originally been designed to travel the tracks under its own power for maintenance and repair work; a ridge of industrial-grade spark batteries centered in the back, behind the storage locker we’d piled our gear in, kept us whirling along at breakneck speeds. Someone had hastily welded a cowcatcher of sorts to the front and sheet metal to the safety railing around the side of the car to offer some protection to those ponies who now dove down into the heart of darkness. All of us aboard struggled to brace ourselves against the chest-high makeshift armor.
老实说，我真的看不出来。我们乘坐的有轨电车在Hoofington地下阴暗迷宫般的隧道中疾驰，最初的设计是用自己的动力在铁轨上行驶，用于维护和修理工作;在我们堆放设备的储物柜后面，一排工业级别的火花电池集中在后面，让我们以极快的速度旋转。有人匆忙地在车头和车侧的安全栏杆上焊了一个类似排粪器的东西，为那些现在潜入黑暗中心的小马提供一些保护。船上的所有人都奋力支撑自己抵抗齐胸高的临时装甲。
Once upon a time, I’d gone into the earth. My friends had suffered, and I had encountered an abomination of living machinery. Another time, I’d gone into the earth and faced a screaming room of flesh and steel. A third time, I’d gone into the earth and faced nightmares given horridly distorted form. Thus, I was somewhat inured to the organic texturing of the walls, meat and metal and blends of both punctuated by flashing red emergency lights that beat with an arrhythmic pulse. The world around us screamed, kept at bay by only the tiny little singing shards of hope most of us wore.
很久很久以前，我进入了地球。我的朋友们遭受了痛苦，而我则遭遇了一台令人憎恶的活体机器。还有一次，我钻进了地下，面对着一间充满血肉和钢铁的尖叫的房间。第三次，我进入了地球，面对可怕的扭曲形式的噩梦。因此，我有点习惯了墙壁、肉和金属的有机纹理，以及两者的混合物，它们被闪烁的红色应急灯打断，伴随着不规则的脉冲跳动。我们周围的世界都在尖叫，只有我们大多数人戴着的那些唱着歌的希望的小碎片才能阻挡我们。
We hadn’t had much time. I’d shared what I’d experienced in the Core and the threats we might face as the people I’d chosen grabbed whatever ammunition
我们没有多少时间。我分享了我在核心中的经历和我们可能面临的威胁，因为我选择的人拿走了任何弹药

they’d need. Despite a few scoffs of disbelief, I’d worked out a few warnings and tactics we could use if, or rather when, we encountered the hazards of the Core. With the exception of accidentally collapsing the tunnel behind us, the others had adapted to the dangers well.
他们需要。尽管有一些怀疑的嘲笑，我还是想出了一些警告和策略，可以在我们遇到核心危险时使用。除了我们身后的隧道偶然坍塌之外，其他人都很好地适应了这种危险。

Despite everything, some of us were having a good time. A length of conduit revealed itself to be a thick, fleshy tentacle that lifted from the wall and swept across the tunnel like a giant hook. At the speed we were travelling at, we’d never be able to slow in time. But no matter how fast we were going, Whisper would not be outdone by a mere car. The pegasus darted ahead and smashed the tendril at its base, shearing the whole tentacle off like wet clay. The severed length dropped, struck the cowcatcher, and, with the aid of some magic, flipped over the top to crash and flop on the tracks behind us. “Woo hoo!” Whisper shouted. “That’s four!”
尽管发生了这一切，我们中的一些人还是玩得很开心。一段管道显露出自己是一个厚厚的，肉质的触手，从墙上提起，横扫隧道像一个巨大的钩子。以我们当时的速度，我们永远不可能及时减速。但是不管我们的速度有多快，Whisper都不会被一辆小车超越。飞马向前飞奔，在它的根部撞碎了卷须，像湿粘土一样把整个触手撕裂。断裂的长度掉了下来，击中了排水沟，在一些魔法的帮助下，翻过了顶端，摔在我们身后的轨道上。"呜呼!"小声喊道。"四个了!"
From the roof of the tunnel ahead dropped a far more mundane threat to the airborne pegasus: two gatling turrets. The pair began to spray streams of projectiles, turning the tunnel into a shooting gallery. In a few seconds, she’d be turned into a cloud of lingering blood and feathers. Or she would have been, if the dark form of Dusk hadn’t already been ahead with her, leading us down the tunnel. She swept between Whisper and the guns, the five millimeter rounds failing to pierce her power armor as her beam rifle blew out one turret and then the other in a shower of sparks.
从前面的隧道顶部，向空降的飞马星系投下了一个更加普通的威胁:两个格林机关炮塔。两人开始喷射射弹，把隧道变成了射击场。几秒钟之内，她就会变成一团挥之不去的血和羽毛。或者说，如果不是黄昏的黑暗形态已经在她身前，带领我们沿着隧道走下去，她可能已经死了。她在Whisper和枪之间来回扫射，五毫米口径的子弹没能穿透她的强力装甲，她的来复枪射出了一个炮塔，然后另一个在一阵火花中爆炸。
“Dad’s going to be so mad he missed this,” Dusk said, falling back in next to Whisper as they flew ahead of us. Her voice had to get through the noise of the wheels, the wind, and the echoes, but fortunately my augmented hearing picked it up easily enough.
"爸爸一定会气疯的，他错过了这个机会,"黄昏说。他们在我们前面飞过，他退到了耳语旁边。她的声音不得不穿过车轮、风声和回声的噪音，但幸运的是，我扩大了的听力很容易就听出来了。

“Too bad you drugged the old fart then, isn’t it?” Whisper asked with a grin.
"可惜你给这个老家伙下药了，不是吗?"低语者咧嘴笑着问。
“I wasn’t going to pick him in the first place!” I bellowed up at them.
"我一开始就没打算选他!"我对他们大吼大叫。

“Better he’s mad at me for drugging him than mad at himself for being old and injured. My family needs him, and he can help them a lot more than he can help the world,” Dusk said. “Nopony needs me now.”
"他生我的气是因为我给他下药，而不是因为自己又老又受伤而生气。我的家庭需要他，他可以帮助他们比他可以帮助世界更多,"黄昏说。"小马现在需要我。"

I wanted to argue, but just then we passed through a merging junction. I looked behind us and spotted two Ultra-Sentinels emerging from the other tunnel and sprinting after us... literally. At least, they had been Ultra-Sentinels. The meaty
我想跟你吵架，但就在这时，我们经过了一个汇合点。我看了看身后，发现有两个Ultra-Sentinels从另一条隧道出来，正在向我们冲过来......真的......

“Never fear, girls. We have each other!”
"别害怕，姑娘们。我们拥有彼此!"

Glory is alive.
晨辉是活生生的。

Glory is alive!
晨辉是活着的！

Of course she was alive. It was the engineering or the F.A.D.E. shields or whatever! She was alive! She hadn’t given up on me back when I’d been stuck in the Core. I hadn’t given up on her. I’d find her, and then we’d… something. Either we’d patch things up, or… even if we didn’t, I’d set her and Tenebra up for a long life of love and happiness! It’d take a little effort: a glass of wine. Maybe some romantic music. Maybe I should spike the wine with some whiskey, just to make sure it’d get done! Then she’d be alive and happy, and I’d be alive and happy, and then she could hold me while I broke down and let everything that had happened on the moon out.
她当然还活着。是工程或者f.a.d.e防护罩什么的！她还活着！当我被困在核心区的时候，她并没有放弃我。我没有放弃她。我会找到她然后我们...做点什么。要么我们重归于好，要么......即使我们没有，我也会让她和Tenebra过上充满爱和幸福的漫长生活！这需要一点努力:一杯酒。也许来点浪漫的音乐。也许我应该在葡萄酒里加点威士忌，以确保它能完成！然后她就会活着并且快乐，我也会活着并且快乐，然后她可以在我崩溃的时候抱着我，让月球上发生的一切都过去。
And…
还有..。

And why was everything shaking so much?
为什么所有东西都晃得那么厉害？

The connection was broken by the intense rattling of the rocket. The windows were awash with flame, and I felt a pressure crushing me to my seat. “What’s going on?” I yelled in panic, looking around for Scotch Tape, my head difficult to turn.
火箭发出的剧烈的咔嗒声打断了这种联系。窗户被火焰淹没，我感到一股压力把我压到了座位上。"怎么回事?"我惊慌失措地大叫，四处寻找着透明胶带，我的头难以转动。

“We’re reentering! That’s what!” she said from where she’d wedged herself between the pilots’ couches, struggling to lift her hooves as she manipulated the computer keeping us all alive. She was only able to squeeze in because of her small size, and it still looked painful, her head resting awkwardly on a part of the computer. “We’re aerobraking!” I just gaped at this strange earth pony talk
"我们又回来了！就是这样!"她说她把自己挤在飞行员的沙发之间，在操纵电脑让我们活命的同时，挣扎着抬起她的蹄子。她只能挤进来，因为她太小了，看起来还是很疼，她的头笨拙地靠在电脑的一个部分上。"我们在做空气刹车!"我只是目瞪口呆地听着这个奇怪的关于地球的小马的谈话

coming out of her mouth. She rolled her eyes. “We’re hitting the air of Equus to help slow us down!”
从她嘴里说出来。她翻了翻白眼。"我们打空气中的马，以帮助减缓我们的速度!"

“Air?” I goggled at her. Really, just being sent to the moon by magic was so much easier!
"空气?"我瞪大眼睛看着她。真的，被魔法送上月球简直太容易了！

“We’re travelling at speeds with more numbers than any sane being should be travelling,” Scotch Tape shouted, barely audible over the roaring, rattling, and banging. “I don’t know how it’s holding together! We’re going to be back on the ground in a few minutes. Though in how many pieces...” she trailed off as she started to tap the terminal again, eyes narrowed in concentration.
"我们正以任何正常人都无法比拟的速度旅行着,"苏格兰胶带大声喊道，在咆哮声、咔嗒声和砰砰声中几乎听不见。"我不知道它是怎么粘在一起的！几分钟后我们就要返回地面了。当她再次开始敲击终端的时候，她的声音慢了下来，眼睛聚精会神地眯了起来。
“What are you doing? I thought this thing was supposed to take us back to the space center?!” I asked. An alarm sounded, and I yelped, “What’s that?” I was pretty sure that panic in my voice was Princess Luna. I could handle smashing into the ground at insane speeds...
"你在干什么？我还以为这东西会把我们带回太空中心呢?!"我问道。警报响了，我大叫:"那是什么?"我非常确定我声音中的恐慌是卢娜公主。我可以以疯狂的速度砸向地面。

“It was taking us back to the space center,” she said as tapped the controls. “This damned thing was programmed to land the rocket right where it took off from, but now that would have the engines shut down in midair above a radioactive crater!” The rocket gave a particularly strong shake. “Should have thought of that earlier,” she chided herself.
"它把我们带回了航天中心,"她一边说一边轻轻地敲打着控制器。"这个该死的东西被设定在火箭起飞的地方着陆，但是现在发动机会在半空中关闭在一个放射性弹坑上面!"火箭发出特别强烈的震动。"早该想到这一点,"她责备自己。

“It’s okay,” I said weakly. “You were… distracted.”
"没关系,"我虚弱地说。"你当时...心烦意乱。"

“I’m trying to get it to set us down outside the crater, but it’s not cooperating! And if I deviate too much, we’ll crash or burn up in the atmosphere!” Something else started beeping at her, and she swore loudly.
"我试图让它把我们降落在火山口外面，但它不配合！如果我偏离的太多，我们就会在大气层中坠毁或燃烧!"有别的东西开始向她发出哔哔声，她大声咒骂起来。
I glanced over to see how Bastard was doing. He'd strapped himself in next to a window filled with glowing red-pink flame. He lay on his back, hooves folded behind his head, eyes hidden behind his glasses as he calmly smoked a cigarette. The only hint of stress was a bead of sweat running down his temple. “Is there anything I can do?” I asked Scotch as the rocket bounced and rattled underneath me.
我看了看淘气包怎么样了。他把自己绑在一扇充满红粉色火焰的窗户旁边。他仰面躺着，双蹄折叠在脑后，眼睛隐藏在眼镜后面，平静地抽着烟。唯一的压力是汗珠顺着太阳穴流下来。"有什么我能做的吗?"我问苏格兰威士忌，火箭在我身下弹了起来，嘎嘎作响。

“N– Wait! Can you levitate my hooves and keep me steady? This is hard enough without feeling like I’m on my second Sparkle-Cola binge of the day.” I lifted her up, and for the longest minute ever we simply barreled down into the atmosphere. A tiny part of me was at once impressed and slightly irked that this
"等等！你能让我的蹄子悬浮起来，让我保持稳定吗？这已经够难受了，感觉自己已经是一天中第二次狂饮可口可乐了。"我把它举起来，在最长的一分钟里，我们只是简单地向大气层高速飞行。我内心的一小部分立刻对此印象深刻，并感到有点厌烦

earth pony contraption was accomplishing something that once had taken legendary magic to accomplish. Really, there were just some things gadgetry shouldn’t be allowed to do!
地球小马精巧装置正在完成一件，曾经需要传奇魔法才能完成的事情。真的，有些小玩意是不允许做的！

Finally, the roaring slackened to the noise of the engines, the shaking became a more steady vibration, and the pressure let up and left me feeling only a little bit heavier than usual. Scotch let out a relieved breath. “Okay. We’re through. We’re in a stable powered descent, and I convinced the computer to set us down a safe distance from the crater. We should be there in a minute or so,” Scotch Tape said with a smile and nod, patting the d......

Author’s warning: There is a consensual sex scene between a minor and an adult in this chapter. The author does not condone this behavior in real life. The scene will be flagged for individuals wishing to skip said material. The author apologies if lack of this warning offended people earlier.
作者的警告:在这一章中，一个未成年人和一个成年人之间发生了两厢情愿的性行为。作者并不宽恕现实生活中的这种行为。现场将标记的个人希望跳过说的材料。如果没有这个警告更早地冒犯了人们，作者道歉。

Elysium fared little better than Chapel. The country club was a bit sturdier than the wooden church, but not by much. The dozens of defenders faced off against a similar advance of Brood across the golf course. Grace stood on a balcony flanked by two rifleponies who were firing down at the advancing ranks. She’d had the sense to put on a combat helmet and some barding. She stank, her stomach was empty, and she ached from horn to hoof, but she was still standing. Far to the south, she could see a massive green inferno burning where Grimhoof Army Base had stood.
极乐世界比教堂过得好不了多少。乡村俱乐部比木制教堂要坚固一些，但也差不了多少。几十名后卫面对类似的推进布鲁德在高尔夫球场。格雷斯站在一个阳台上，两侧是两支步枪，它们向前进的队伍开火。她已经有了带上作战头盔和一些军礼的意识。她浑身发臭，肚子空空如也，从牛角到蹄子都在疼，但她还是站着。在遥远的南方，她可以看到格里姆霍夫军事基地所在的地方燃烧着一个巨大的绿色地狱。
And at the moment, she was quite cross. “What are you talking about?” she shouted into the broadcaster on her hoof. “I don’t need a surrogacy spell! I need a Raptor, immediately! The skies are clear, so where is our air support?”
此时此刻，她非常生气。"你在说什么?"她朝着播音员喊道。"我不需要代孕咒语！我需要一架猛禽，马上！天空晴朗，我们的空中支援在哪里?"
“The Rampage is giving support to the Arena,” Triage’s voice answered, “while the Cyclone is protecting us here. The Sleet is too damaged to help. They’re going to try and get clear of the valley before their engines burn out completely.”
"狂暴正在为竞技场提供支援,"伤检员的声音回答道,"而飓风正在保护我们。雨夹雪损坏得太厉害，无法帮忙。他们打算在引擎完全烧毁之前离开山谷。"
“Oh, I see how it is. Protecting yourself and the thugs and leaving us to twist in the wind!” Grace retorted. “Then making some asinine pretense of Blackjack needing a surrogacy spell! What kind of idiot to you take me for?”
"哦，我明白了。保护你自己和那些暴徒，让我们自生自灭!"格蕾丝反驳道。"然后愚蠢地假装黑杰克需要一个代孕咒！你把我当成什么白痴了?"
“An overbred one,” Triage snapped back. “Let me fill you in, Princess. This
"一只过度繁殖的,"伤检员回答道。"让我告诉你，公主。这个

comes from Storm Chaser: Megamart is gone. The Skyport is evacuated. Meatlocker is gone. That frigging castle is on fire. And Chapel’s gone too. The refugees there ran into the Core, just like they weren’t supposed to. Goldenblood got taken, so that ghoul is probably a corpse right now. So shut the hell up about your air support. I don’t have it. It’s left guarding a few thousand refugees here and at the Arena who didn’t have the luck to get into a megastable or underground plantations.”
来自《风暴追逐者》:超级艺术已经消失。飞机场已经疏散完毕。肉库不见了。那座该死的城堡着火了。查普尔也不见了。那里的难民跑进了核心区，就像他们不应该那样。金色的血液被带走了，所以那个食尸鬼现在可能已经死了。所以别再提什么空中支援了。我没有。它留下来守卫这里和竞技场的几千名难民，他们没有幸运地进入一个大型稳定或地下种植园。"
“Well, then a surrogacy spell is moot,” Grace replied grimly. “I won’t be alive to receive it.” She paused and glowered at the broadcaster. “How could she possibly know that, anyway? Blackjack is on the moon!”
"那么，代孕的咒语就没有实际意义了,"格蕾丝冷冷地回答。"我活不到收到它的那一天。"她停顿了一下，怒视着播音员。"不管怎么说，她怎么可能知道呢？黑杰克在月球上!"

“Look, when it comes to shit regarding Blackjack, I don’t fucking pretend like any of it makes sense. They could tell me Blackjack was a stallion with a dick ten feet long, and I’d just nod and ask if she broke her legs in the process or not. I’m just passing on her request to you. She says Blackjack is going to need a surrogacy spell and that you’re the best candidate we have. I can do the spell. I just need a new oven for the buns,” Triage said tartly.
"听着，当涉及到黑杰克的时候，我他妈的不会假装任何事情都是有意义的。他们可以告诉我Blackjack是一匹有着10英尺长老二的种马，我只要点点头，问问她是不是在这个过程中摔断了腿。我只是把她的要求转达给你。她说Blackjack需要一个代孕咒语，你是我们最好的候选人。我会念咒语。我只是需要一个新的烤箱来做面包,"分诊医生辛辣地说。
“My oven... is not for... for... oooooh!” She stomped a hoof down on the ground. “If you want to use my oven, you’d better save the bakery from being demolished, understood?”
"我的烤箱......不是......为......哦!"她跺着蹄子踩在地上。"如果你想用我的烤箱，你最好不要把面包房拆了，明白吗?"

“I’ll pass that along to Storm Chaser. In the meantime, you might want to withdraw back here to the University. We’ve got a whole ton of Brood coming down on us. It’s time to circle the wagons, so–” Triage started to say.
"我会把它交给风暴追逐者。与此同时，你最好还是回到这所大学。我们有一大堆孩子要倒霉了。是时候严阵以待了，所以——"分诊医生开始说。
“No,” Grace replied brusquely. “Come and help, or leave us to our defenses. I’d prefer the former. I’ll expect the latter.” Then she smacked the broadcaster with her hoof and took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she composed herself. “I need a moment,” she said to the ponies with her.
"不,"格雷斯粗暴地回答。"要么来帮忙，要么让我们自生自灭。我更喜欢前者。我希望是后者。"然后她用蹄子拍了拍播音员，深吸了一口气，闭上眼睛，让自己镇静下来。"我需要一点时间,"她对和她在一起的小马说。
“A moment is all we have, ma’am,” one of the two rifleponies replied evenly. She nodded and started for the door. “Ma’am...” he went on, and she looked back at the unicorn soldier. “We’re not going to be able to hold here longer than half an hour. Once they surround this place, it’s all over.”
"我们只有一会儿时间，夫人,"两个步枪手中的一个平静地回答。她点点头，向门口走去。"夫人......"他继续说道，她回头看了看那个独角兽士兵。"我们在这里坚持不了半个小时。一旦他们包围了这个地方，一切都完了。"
Grace stared at him silently for a few seconds. “Thank you. I will bear that in mind. Please, keep the enemy at bay.”
格蕾丝默默地盯着他看了几秒钟。"谢谢。我会牢记在心的。求你了，别让敌人靠近。"

She walked through the balcony door into a bedroom covered in dust and chips of rock. She moved over to the vanity and levitated a cloth, wiping away the dust. The mare looked as bad as she felt, sweaty and drawn with a bandaged laceration over one eye. She r......

“An exercise in rhetoric.”
"这是一次修辞练习。"

There were no words for what I felt. Everything within me had been yanked inside out and scraped raw. I wished I could be like Scotch Tape, sobbing my eyes out, or Bastard, sitting cold and composed in his couch, a thin trail of smoke drifting through the air from the cigarette clutched between his pursed lips. That was probably some kind of safety hazard, but I really couldn't care less. I’d just lost two more friends in the worst possible way, one forever and the other abandoned on the moon. If the Astrostable had survived… if it hadn’t collapsed into the crater or been buried by rubble, there was some chance that she might find it. I had to cling to that hope. The alternative would drive me mad.
我的感受无法用言语表达。我体内的一切都被从里到外地猛拉出来，刮得一干二净。我希望我能像透明胶带那样，把我的眼睛哭出来，或者淘气包，冷冷地坐在他的沙发上，从他撅起的嘴唇间夹着的香烟在空气中飘着一缕轻烟。那可能是某种安全隐患，但我真的不在乎。我刚刚以最糟糕的方式又失去了两个朋友，一个永远失去了，另一个被遗弃在月球上。如果占星家幸存了下来...如果它没有坍塌到火山口或者被碎石掩埋，她有可能找到它。我不得不紧紧抓住那个希望。否则我会发疯的。
P-21… don’t think about it… don’t think about it… please don’t… I gritted my teeth, feeling myself shake. No. I had to keep it all together.
P-21......不要想它......不要想它......请不要......我咬紧牙关，感觉自己在颤抖。没有。我必须把一切都保持在一起。

I needed distractions, fast. So I could not think about... P-21… Rampage… no, damn it… No! Glory was alive, damn it! I wouldn’t believe it was otherwise until I saw it with my own eyes! She was alive and we were going to… we were going to… no. I had to keep it together. My people needed me… l scanned frantically around the cabin, looking for anything that could occupy me and not remind me of... I glanced at my hooves and found what I sought. What the heck had happened to me? I’d thought that Cognitum was the one who had altered my body when she’d inhabited it… a sort of evil renovation. But alicorn souls seemed pretty darn powerful... Now I had to wonder if it had just been an effect of having Luna inside her, an evil, Nightmare Moon version of what had happened when I got my body back. Speaking of which, now that I had a moment's peace, I could figure out what had happened to me.
我需要分心，越快越好。所以我不能想...P-21...狂暴...不，该死的...不！晨辉还活着，该死的！直到我亲眼所见，我才相信事实并非如此！她还活着，我们要...我们要...不。我必须振作起来。我的人民需要我......我疯狂地在机舱里四处扫视，寻找任何可以占据我而不会让我想起的东西......我瞥了一眼我的蹄子，找到了我要找的东西。我到底怎么了？我还以为是科格尼图姆改变了我的身体，当她居住在那里的时候......一种邪恶的革新。但是阿里康的灵魂看起来相当强大......现在我不得不怀疑这是不是卢娜进入她体内的结果，一个邪恶的恶梦之月版本，当我找回我的身体时发生了什么。说到这个，现在我得到了片刻的平静，我可以弄清楚到底发生了什么事。

Parts of my body were still synthetic, but I couldn’t tell where machine ended and flesh began. The magic that had transformed me transcended anything that could be designed. I felt alive, entirely alive, not like clunky metal fused with flesh. My body was armored in places, but it didn’t cover me from horn to hoof. The design was sleek and fluid, with tiny shooting stars and crescent moons. Talismans gleamed in my ‘armor’, but what their functions were I couldn’t guess. I turned my hoof from side to side, seeing through gaps in the plate armor the intricate gearwork within, listening to it whir and click softly inside my limb.
我身体的某些部分仍然是人造的，但我不知道机器从哪里结束，肉体从哪里开始。改变我的魔法超越了任何可以被设计的东西。我觉得自己活着，完全活着，不像是笨重的金属和肉融合在一起。我的身体有些地方披上了盔甲，但它没有把我从角到蹄盖住。设计是圆滑和流动的，有微小的流星和新月。护身符在我的"盔甲"中闪闪发光，但它们的功能是什么，我无法猜测。我把我的蹄子从一边转到另一边，透过板甲的缝隙看到里面错综复杂的齿轮工作，听着它在我的肢体里呼呼地响。
My E.F.S. still had all the old energy and health displays. I fished around in my old saddlebags, took out a garnet, and sucked on the gem, enjoying the sweet and sour fruity taste for a second before it melted away with the familiar surge of energy. Okay, I couldn’t see Princess Luna eating rocks, so clearly there was some of the old me in here. Maybe all this alicorn-ness was like a special suit of alicorn barding, and when I got my old soul back, I’d revert to just flesh and metal Blackjack? The magical projection could–
我的e.f.s还保留着以前的活力和健康表现。我在旧鞍囊里摸索着，取出一颗石榴石，吮吸着宝石，享受了一会儿甜酸水果的味道，然后它就随着熟悉的能量浪潮消失了。好吧，我看不到卢娜公主在吃石头，所以很明显这里还有一些以前的我。也许所有这些橡子就像一套特殊的橡子盔甲，当我找回我的灵魂时，我会变回原来的肉身和金属黑杰克？这个神奇的投影可以-
Wait… when had I thought like that? I rubbed my brow, then turned my head, looking at my reflection in the window. My eyes still had the tiniest flickers of red light within, but now I worried about things bigger than just physical alterations. I had Luna’s soul inside me, but what precisely did that mean? I didn’t have Luna’s memories or magic. I couldn’t begin to imagine how one raised the moon. Our commonality had allowed us to share this body without that horrifying sense of corruption and violation I’d initially felt, but in its place was… something inexplicable.
等等...我什么时候这么想过？我揉了揉眉毛，然后转过头，看着窗外我的倒影。我的眼睛里仍然闪烁着微弱的红光，但现在我担心的不仅仅是身体上的变化。我体内有卢娜的灵魂，但这究竟意味着什么呢？我没有卢娜的记忆和魔法。我无法想象一个人是如何升起月亮的。我们的共同点使我们能够共享这个身体，没有我最初感受到的那种可怕的腐败和侵犯感，但取而代之的是...某种无法解释的东西。
I carefully drew out the figurine of Rarity, and I turned it over in my hooves. There was a piece of soul in each one. Each piece subtly nudged me in different directions. Little hints and impressions. They didn’t stop me from being me, but they might affect my decisions or outlooks in elusive ways. So where was my soul? Cohabitating in this body? Left behind in the blank? Was some Blackjack-ness keeping me… me? Or was Luna slowly tugging me towards being more like the ruler of Equestria she was two centuries ago?
我小心翼翼地把那个"稀有"的小雕像拿出来，用蹄子把它翻过来。每个人都有自己的灵魂。每一件作品都微妙地把我推向不同的方向。小小的暗示和印象。它们并没有阻止我成为我自己，但它们可能以难以捉摸的方式影响我的决定或观点。那么我的灵魂在哪里？在这个身体里同居？留在空白处？是不是什么黑杰克的事情让我......不能自拔？还是卢娜正在慢慢地拉着我变得更像两个世纪前的Equestria的统治者？
The fact I was wondering these things at all scare......

“I have to find a way... To make this all okay... I can't believe this small mistake... Could've caused so much heartache...”
"我必须找到一种方法......让一切都好起来......我不敢相信这个小小的错误......会造成如此多的心痛......"

There was a certain point somewhere in my life where reality and my expectations of it diverged sharply and never really realigned after. Maybe it was being trapped underground, watching my friend’s wing fall off. Perhaps it was back when I woke up with more metal in my body than any living mare – any living creature, come to that – should have. Or it might have been when I found out I was related to one of the most famous Ministry Mares. A goddess hijacking my body to kill a friend counted pretty high on the list, too, but just a little underneath getting my mind trapped in a machine. Or course, deaths one, two, or three might count.
在我生命中的某个时刻，现实和我对现实的期望截然不同，从未真正重新调整过。也许它被困在地下，看着我朋友的翅膀掉下来。也许是当我醒来的时候，我体内的金属比任何活着的母马——任何活着的生物——都要多。或者可能是当我发现我是与一个最著名的部母马有关。一个女神劫持我的身体去杀死一个朋友，在这个名单上也占了相当高的位置，但是只有一点点让我的思想困在了一个机器里。当然，死一个，两个，或者三个也许算数。
So when I stared up at a giant glowing alicorn-shaped figure within the moonstone, the only thing I could reply with was a neutral, “Huh.” It was pretty darn high on the wierdometer, sure, but didn’t even make the top five. Well, its name was Tom… maybe number five? “Look, Tom, I hate to tell you, but we’re a little occupied right now. I’m trying to save my world from your moonstone annihilating the Eater. Sorry.” I turned back to Echo. “So, are you going to help us or not?”
所以，当我抬头凝视月长石中一个巨大的、发光的亚里冈形状的物体时，我唯一能回答的就是一声中性的"哼"当然，它在线路计数器上的排名相当高，但甚至没有进入前五名。嗯，它的名字叫汤姆...也许是五号？"听着，汤姆，我不想告诉你，但是我们现在有点忙。我正试图从你的月光石中拯救我的世界。对不起。"我转向Echo。"那么，你到底帮不帮我们?"

His unfocused eyes were fixated on the huge, glowing form. “Huh?” he asked, seemingly unable to tear his gaze from it.
他目不转睛地盯着那个发光的大家伙。"啊?"他问道，似乎无法将目光从它身上移开。

YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND. THE EATER MUST BE DESTROYED. the voice boomed, the volume a little below stroke-inducing.
你不明白。食客必须被消灭。声音低沉，音量低于中风的程度。
“Right. Unfortunately, I don’t want every single person I know to die,” I said, glaring up at it. “And I don’t have time to argue this.”
"对。不幸的是，我不希望我认识的每一个人都死去,"我说，怒视着它。"我没有时间争论这个问题。"

AH! EASILY REMEDIED! The glowing blue eyes flared brightly.
啊！很容易补救！发光的蓝眼睛明亮地闪烁着。

I lifted my hooves in alarm. “No! Wait!” But the world swirled away.
我惊慌地抬起我的蹄子。"不！等等!"但是世界却在旋转中消失了。

When it coalesced, I found myself alone, wearing my old security barding, in Stable 99’s atrium. It was definitely cleaner than I’d ever known it to be. It felt so very wrong to see it pristine and utterly deserted. I sat at one of the long dining tables set out in the atrium. “Hello, Blackjack,” a stallion said calmly. I turned and looked at an oddly familiar unicorn sitting with his hooves clasped on the table in front of him. Not Goldenblood, thank goodness. A pale white unicorn stallion with a candy cane mane smiled at me. “This should be a little easier.”
当它结合起来的时候，我发现自己孤身一人，穿着我那件旧式的安全防护服，在Stable99的中庭里。它绝对比我所知道的更干净。看到它原始而完全荒凉的样子，感觉真是大错特错。我坐在中庭摆放的一张长餐桌旁。"你好，黑杰克,"一匹种马平静地说。我转过身来，看到一只奇怪而熟悉的独角兽坐在他面前的桌子上，它的蹄子紧扣在桌子上。谢天谢地，不是金色血统。一匹淡白色的独角兽种马，长着一条糖果手杖的鬃毛，对我微笑着。"这应该会容易一些。"

P-21, Scotch Tape, and Rampage appeared at the table. They looked around, equally baffled, till their eyes landed on the strange stallion. “Charity?” Scotch said. “What are you doing here?”
P-21、透明胶带和狂暴出现在桌子上。他们同样困惑地环顾四周，直到他们的目光落在这匹奇怪的种马身上。"施舍?"苏格兰人说。"你在这儿干什么?"

“Charity?” Rampage asked with a frown. “That’s Big Daddy!”
"施舍?"狂暴皱着眉头问道。"那是大老爹!"

I sighed and rubbed my face with my hooves. “This is all in our heads,” I groaned, then regarded Tom flatly. He appeared far too comfortable with this little trick. “We’re all seeing someone different. For me he’s some strange stallion from my stable.”
我叹了口气，用蹄子擦了擦脸。"这都是我们脑子里的想法,"我呻吟着，然后直截了当地看着汤姆。他似乎对这个小把戏太自在了。"我们看到的都是不同的人。对我来说，他是我马厩里的一匹奇怪的种马。"

Rampage clutched her head and groaned. “Unicorns… flipping unicorns… Unicorns living their weird unicorn lives…”
狂暴抓住她的头，呻吟着。"独角兽......讨厌的独角兽......独角兽过着奇怪的独角兽生活......"

“So, this isn’t Chapel?” Scotch Tape asked as she stared around, in wide-eyed wonder. “But it looks just like it!” Then she frowned a little. “A little too clean though. And we haven’t even started on the windmills yet!”
"那么，这里不是教堂?"苏格兰胶带问道，她睁大了眼睛惊奇地看着周围。"但看起来就是这样!"然后她皱了皱眉。"不过有点太干净了。我们甚至还没有开始建造风车呢!"
“That’s because it’s coming from your head,” I said, then glared at Tom. “You built what we’re seeing from our memories, didn’t you?” He nodded once, and I grunted sourly. Mind games were getting old... but he’d also made sure it was clear this wasn’t actually real, unlike Happyhorn. I grudgingly gave Tom a point for that. Tom smiled, folding his hooves patiently as he waited. I looked over at P-21, who seemed a little troubled. “Who do you see?”
"那是因为它是从你的脑袋里发出来的,"我说，然后瞪着汤姆。"你创造了我们从记忆中看到的一切，不是吗?"他点了一下头，我不高兴地哼了一声。心理游戏已经过时了......但他也明确表示，这不是真的，不像哈皮霍恩。我勉强给了汤姆一分。汤姆微笑着，耐心地叠着蹄子等待着。我看了看P-21，他似乎有点不安。"你看见谁了?"
He looked over at Scotch Tape, then at Tom. “Somepony… who helped me…”
他看了看透明胶带，又看了看汤姆。"有人......帮助过我......"

I stared at Tom a moment. “So you’re appearing as somepony who can help, but not ponies we love. And I bet this isn’t happening in normal time, right?” I asked, thinking back to being trapped in the Happyhorn simulation. He gave another shake of his head.
我盯着汤姆看了一会。"所以你表现得像一匹能帮忙的小马，而不是我们喜欢的小马。我打赌这种情况不会在正常时间发生，对吧?"我问道，回想着被困在哈比霍恩模拟中的情景。他又摇了摇头。

“But why are we here?” Scotch Tape asked. “I mean,” she continued, pointing a hoof at me, “weird stuff hap......

“Forget it, Twilight. I know what you're up to. The second I go in, you'll have your little minion Spike come and take Tom!”
"算了吧，暮光。我知道你想干什么。我一进去，你就会让你的小跟班斯派克来带走汤姆!"

“Tom?”
"汤姆?"

“Well, it's not going to work.”
"好吧，这行不通。"

Once, I had met a mare. She’d leapt down upon a bounty hunter who’d been set on taking me to Deus. She’d been rude, assertive, and fearless in all things. She was a Reaper, one of the deadliest fighters in all the Wasteland, sent to find out if I had actually killed one of their own. In the depths of my home, I’d rescued her from the nightmarish fate of becoming a ceaselessly conscious, unending meal for cannibal raiders, and, over time, we’d become friends of a sort. She mocked me, questioned me, and even looked up to me. But she’d been in pain, and had wanted to die, and I… I wanted my friend to live. I could have found a way to kill her if I’d really tried. Found some means to end her eternal regeneration and give her the peace that life had denied her... but I’d refused. I’d been certain that life was always better. And so, she had betrayed me to my enemy for the promise of an end to her life only for it to be denied her yet again. This was a mare cursed with life.
有一次，我遇到了一匹母马。她扑向了一个赏金猎人，他打算带我去见上帝。她在任何事情上都很粗鲁、自信、无所畏惧。她是一个收割者，是荒原地区最致命的战士之一，被派来查明我是否真的杀了他们中的一个。在我家的深处，我把她从噩梦般的命运中解救出来，她成为了食人族无休止的食物，随着时间的推移，我们成为了某种程度上的朋友。她嘲笑我，质问我，甚至尊敬我。但是她一直很痛苦，想死，而我.....。.我希望我的朋友能活下来。如果我真的努力的话，我本可以找到杀死她的方法。找到了一些方法来结束她永恒的再生，给她生命所剥夺的平静......但我拒绝了。我确信生活总是更美好。就这样，她把我出卖给了我的敌人，因为我许诺要结束她的生命，结果她又一次被拒绝了。这是一匹被生活诅咒的母马。
Rampage.
横冲直撞。

Her pink eyes roamed over the three of us casually, her lips twisting in disgust. “Kill you,” she muttered, as if the word suddenly tasted bitter in her mouth. She plucked idly at the carpet with her hoofclaws, scratching it like a manticore. She sighed and rolled her eyes. “I mean, of course it’s ‘kill’. Couldn’t be to tie you up and toss you in a closet or delay you with a musical number. But let’s face it, when it comes to consistency, Cognitum’s got more than a few shorts in her
她粉红色的眼睛漫不经心地扫视着我们三个，厌恶地扭动着嘴唇。"杀了你,"她咕哝着，仿佛这个词在她嘴里突然变苦了。她无所事事地用蹄爪抓地毯，像狮身蝎尾兽一样抓地毯。她叹了口气，转了转眼珠。"我的意思是，当然是'杀'。不能把你绑起来，扔进壁橱里，或者用一首音乐剧来拖延你。但是让我们面对现实吧，当涉及到一致性的时候，认知力可不仅仅是几条短裤那么简单

processors, if you know what I mean.” She paused and added, “And I really hope you do, because that’s as far as I get with techie words.”
处理器，如果你懂我的意思的话。"她停顿了一下，接着说:"我真的希望你能做到这一点，因为我对技术词汇的理解仅限于此。"
We didn’t answer. Behind her were the doors that presumably led to the tracks to our destination. Her casual smile turned into a small frown. “What? No banter? No comeback?” She looked at Scotch Tape and grinned. “Hey! You made it to the moon! Awesome. Is this cool or what?”
我们没有回答。她身后的门大概是通往我们目的地的铁轨。她随意的微笑变成了微微的皱眉。"什么？不开玩笑？没有反击?"她看着透明胶带，咧嘴笑了。"嘿！你登上月球了！太棒了。这是不是很酷?"
“You say you’re gonna kill Blackjack, and you wanna talk about the moon being cool?” Scotch Tape replied flatly, not taking her eyes off the striped mare.
"你说你要杀了黑杰克，你还想说月亮很酷?"苏格兰录音带直截了当地回答，目光没有离开那匹斑马。
The corner of Rampage’s eye started to twitch. “Wow. Heck of a girl. When did she become such a grouch? Must take after her father.” She said the last with a grin at P-21.
狂暴的眼角开始抽搐。"哇。真是个好女孩。她什么时候变得这么爱发牢骚？肯定是遗传自她父亲。"她对着P-21笑着说最后一个。

“Thanks,” he answered calmly, returning a casual smile and nothing more. Rampage smirked and waited a few moments, and then her lips melted in a frown.
"谢谢,"他平静地回答，只是随意地笑了笑。狂暴的暴怒得意地笑了一下，等了一会儿，然后她的嘴唇因为皱眉而软化了。

“What the fuck happened to you two? Did Blackjack botch some mind magic or something?” She surveyed the terminal. “And where’s Glory? Back in the rocket? I mean, I know she’s not flying around out there,” she pointed to the window and the moonscape. “And Boo? She’s got to be somewhere around, right?” Rampage looked around the terminal, as if expecting to see the white pony appear from the air. I had to admit, I would have loved to have her with us.
"你们两个他妈的怎么了？黑杰克是不是搞错了什么大脑魔法之类的?"她环顾了一下航站楼。""晨辉在哪里？回到火箭上？我的意思是，我知道她不是在外面飞来飞去,"她指着窗户和月球表面。"那么Boo呢？她应该就在附近，对吧?"狂暴看了看航站楼周围，好像在期待看到那匹白色的小马从空中出现。我不得不承认，我很希望她能和我们在一起。
“Boo’s fine. Glory didn’t make it,” I said, forcing myself to keep my words as controlled as I could.
"Boo很好。"光荣不会成功的,"我说，强迫自己尽可能控制自己的言辞。

“Oh, you have to be shitting me? You left her behind? Fuck! She loves you, Blackjack!” Rampage said sharply. I shoved down the emotions that demanded I roar my hatred, pain, and sorrow at her. I had to stay focused. Even with the operative barding protecting me, Rampage could kill me in one good slam. She scowled at me a moment longer, then lifted her head, eyes wide. “Holy shit… She’s not… she’s… is she?” I didn’t answer. “Oh… damn… Blackjack, I’m so sorry!” And sadder still was the sincerity in her voice. I doubted that there were many ponies Rampage would talk about like that.
"哦，你一定是在开玩笑吧？你把她丢下了？操！她爱你，黑杰克!"狂暴尖锐地说。我把那些要求我向她咆哮我的憎恨、痛苦和悲伤的情绪推了下去。我必须保持专注。即使有特工barding保护我，狂暴可以杀死我在一个良好的满贯。她又皱起眉头看了我一会儿，然后抬起头，睁大了眼睛。"我靠...她不是...她是...是吗?"我没有回答。"哦...该死...黑杰克，我很抱歉!"更令人伤心的是她声音中的真诚。我怀疑是不是有很多小马狂暴会这么说。
“I don’t know. I hope not.” I fought to keep the tremble out of my voice. “It’s been a long couple of days,” I continued, forcing myself to stay calm. “It’s good
"我不知道。我希望不会。"我努力不让自己的声音颤抖。"这几天太漫长了,"我继续说，强迫自己保持冷静。"这很好

to see you, though. I’m glad to see you’re still alive.” A wince and a frown crossed her face. “Let me guess: Cognitum’s put off giving you your death till later?”
但还是很想见你。很高兴看到你还活着。"她皱着眉头，脸上露出一丝畏缩。"让我猜猜:认知力把你的死亡推迟到以后?"

She sighed, scowling and rolling her eyes. “......

“You guys have gotta get me out of here! I'm gonna climb the walls!”
"你们得把我弄出去！我要爬墙!"

“Ooh, just like a spider! Did the crash somehow give her super-duper spider powers?”
"哦，就像一只蜘蛛！那次坠机是不是给了她超强的蜘蛛能力?"

For a time I couldn’t measure, the suffocating hoof of acceleration crushed down on my spine and pinned my limbs to the floor while the roar of the engines drowned out all of my thoughts. I struggled for every breath, my body fighting my mind’s desire for oblivion. I wanted it to push harder, crush me down till nothing was left. I was thankful for the agonizing respite, but it tapered off far too soon. I lay there, aching and throbbing and trapped with that horrible moment.
有一段时间我无法测量，令人窒息的加速蹄踩在我的脊椎上，把我的四肢压在地板上，引擎的轰鸣声淹没了我所有的想法。我每一次呼吸都在挣扎，我的身体在与思想对遗忘的渴望作斗争。我想让它把我压得更紧，把我压垮，直到一无所有。我很感激这种痛苦的喘息，但这种缓解过于迅速。我躺在那里，疼痛、悸动，被那可怕的时刻困住了。

Events replayed again and again in my mind, as if trying to correct a horrible mistake that had been made. I kept attempting to edit those thoughts through force of will alone, trying desperately to see Glory soaring to the rocket seconds before the launch… to see her scramble for safety with the rest of the zebras… to see a protective bubble of magic envelop the control station...
事件在我的脑海里一遍又一遍地重演，好像在试图纠正一个已经犯下的可怕错误。我一直试图独自用意志力编辑这些想法，拼命地想看到晨辉在发射前几秒冲上火箭......看到她和其他斑马争夺安全......看到一个保护性的魔法泡泡包围着控制站.....。
Something…
什么东西..。

Anything…
任何事..。

Gradually, I was forced to acknowledge the reality around me. I heard Scotch Tape sobbing inconsolably as P-21 did all he could to console her anyway. I cracked an eye open, spotting him reaching as far as the harness would allow. There were no tears in his eyes, only a sad knowledge. I envied his calloused heart and loathed my petty emotions in turn. He glanced at me, and in his eyes was another tie between us: I know what it’s like to lose somepony you love right
渐渐地，我不得不承认我周围的现实。我听到苏格兰磁带伤心地哭泣，P-21尽其所能安慰她。我睁大了眼睛，发现他已经到了安全带允许的最远距离。他的眼里没有泪水，只有悲伤的知识。我羡慕他那颗无情的心，反过来又厌恶我那微不足道的感情。他瞥了我一眼，在他的眼睛里，我们之间又有了一条纽带:我知道失去自己喜欢的马是什么感觉

before your eyes.
就在你眼前。

Freezing fluid had splashed everywhere when he’d pulled out the hose, and I guessed that he had burns on his back and flanks, too. Being sprayed with it hadn't burned him like a flamer would. The frost was already melting, but it was clear from the mats of fur missing from his limbs that he was in great pain. Bald, red-raw patches of skin looked like so much thawing meat.
当他拔出水管时，冰冻的液体溅得到处都是，我猜他的背部和侧腹也被烧伤了。被喷上这种东西并没有像火焰喷射器那样烧伤他。冰霜已经开始融化，但是从他四肢上缺失的毛发上可以清楚地看出，他正在经历巨大的痛苦。光秃秃的红色生皮看起来就像融化的肉。
I closed my eyes again as I heard Scotch Tape sniffle. “I’m sorry. I killed her. I am so sorry.”
当我听到透明胶带抽鼻子的声音时，我又闭上了眼睛。"对不起。我杀了她。我很抱歉。"

“You… killed her?” I asked as I sat up and felt myself bob upward, my body incredibly light. Any other time I would have welcomed and marveled at the sensation. Scotch immediately fell silent, pressing her face into her father’s outstretched hoof, the only part of her that would reach. “What did you do, Scotch?”
"你...杀了她?"我坐了起来，感觉自己向上摆动，我的身体轻得难以置信。要是在其他任何时候，我都会对这种感觉表示欢迎和赞叹。苏格兰人立刻陷入了沉默，她的脸紧贴着她父亲伸出的蹄子，那是她身上唯一能够到的地方。"你做了什么，苏格兰威士忌?"

“She saved our lives, Blackjack. She saved your life. That’s what she did,” P-21 said, his voice low, thick, heavy, and reasonable. I didn’t want reason. I wanted to vent the pain and bile coiled up inside me. This was worse than Lacunae. At least with Lacunae I could feel like it had been for a greater good. That her two hundred years of being the Goddess’s garbage dump had entitled her to an end to her pain. Now I wanted to hurt somepony to get the pain out of me, and the only targets I had were the two who deserved it least.
"她救了我们的命，Blackjack。她救了你的命。她就是这么做的,"P-21说，他的声音低沉、厚重、沉重，而且通情达理。我不需要理由。我想发泄在我体内盘绕的痛苦和胆汁。这比空隙还要糟糕。至少在《空白》中，我可以感觉到这是为了更大的利益。她作为女神的垃圾堆已经有两百年了，这使她有资格结束她的痛苦。现在我想要伤害一些小马来减轻我的痛苦，而我唯一的目标就是那两个最不值得伤害的人。
“What. Did. You. Do?!” I demanded, tears and spittle floating away from me and lingering in the air like miserable little stars.
"什么。是的。你。做什么?!"我追问道，眼泪和唾沫从我身边飘走，像可怜的小星星一样在空中徘徊。

“I overrode the hatch. I kept my hoof on the button to close it,” she whimpered, looking at me with dread. Rage and horrible words were ripped to pieces as I hissed through my teeth.
"我推翻了舱门。我的蹄子一直踩在按钮上，想把门关上,"她呜咽着，恐惧地看着我。愤怒和可怕的话语在我的牙齿里嘶嘶作响时被撕成碎片。

“Why?” I spat.
"为什么?"我吐了口水。

“Because if that hatch hadn’t been locked down when the rocket took off, we would have all died, not just Glory,” P-21 said firmly, but with compassion still in his voice. Still, I could see the warning in his gaze. “If the hatch had come open during flight, we would have all died. If it had aborted the launch, we would have all died. You can’t be on the verge of launch, stop everything, and then take off again a minute later.”
"因为如果火箭发射的时候舱门没有锁上，我们所有人都会死，不仅仅是晨辉,"P-21坚定地说，但他的声音中仍然带着同情。尽管如此，我还是能从他的凝视中看到警告。"如果舱门在飞行过程中打开，我们都会死。如果它放弃发射，我们都会死。你不可能在发射的边缘，停止一切，然后一分钟后再次起飞。"

“I could have saved her!” I screamed at him.
"我本来可以救她的!"我朝他大喊大叫。

“How?” he shouted back, and with that one, simple word, the blazing indignation in me died. His voice returned to reasonable levels. “How, Blackjack? Did your teleportation kick back on? Do you think she could have healed her wing and flown back here fast enough? And if we had died, then everypony would have.” His words were a cold, smothering blanket on my rage, dousing the flames and leaving only smoldering char in their wake. “Besides,” he added, averting his eyes. “I killed her.”
"怎么做?"他也喊了回来，随着那个简单的词，我内心的愤怒消失了。他的声音恢复到合理的水平。"怎么做，黑杰克？你的......

“Darn it! Now you got me acting all sappy!”
"该死！现在你把我弄得神经兮兮的!"

There were ghosts in Star House. They breathed softly, silently, in the night. One moved through the rooms, restless, watching the slumbering occupants in the afterglow of desperate celebration. The house was in shambles; it’d take days to clean everything up and put things as nice and neat as when they’d first entered. The ghost walked quietly amidst the cast off Sparkle-Cola bottles and slumbering ponies. Many virtually sprawled out on the floor, snatching a few precious hours of sleep before the coming day. But not all.
星宫里有鬼魂。他们在黑夜里轻轻地，默默地呼吸着。一个人穿过房间，坐立不安，看着沉睡的居住者在绝望的庆祝活动的余辉中。房子里乱七八糟，要花好几天才能把所有东西都打扫干净，把东西摆得像他们第一次进来时一样整齐干净。鬼魂在丢弃的闪亮可乐瓶和沉睡的小马中静静地走着。许多人几乎四肢伸开地躺在地板上，在新的一天到来之前争取几个小时宝贵的睡眠时间。但不是全部。
Whisper and Stygius curled up together on the couch, oblivious to the outside world. That was how they survived and maintained themselves; they focused on that which was dear to them and shut out the rest of the horribleness. Like this, Whisper didn’t need to inflict pain upon the world before it hurt her. There were the whispers, squeaks, giggles, and soft sighs of intimate cuddles. The ghost moved on. Time waited for nopony. Not even ghosts.
窃窃私语和冥河蜷缩在沙发上，对外面的世界一无所知。这就是他们如何生存和维持自己的方式;他们把注意力集中在对他们来说珍贵的东西上，把其余可怕的东西拒之门外。就像这样，Whisper不需要在这个世界伤害她之前给它带来痛苦。亲密的拥抱发出低声细语、尖叫声、咯咯的笑声和轻轻的叹息声。鬼魂继续前进。时间在等待小马。甚至连鬼魂都没有。
She walked past a sleeping filly murmuring softly in her sleep from underneath the kitchen table. “Eight caps per Sparkle-Cola times forty-eight bottles… sixteen boxes of Sugar Apple Bombs… carry the two…” Carefully, her head was raised, and an old pillow abandoned on the floor was slid under it. The yellow filly gave a tiny smile. “Five percent discount…” That was how she lived, by what the world owed her and what she owed the world.
她从一个熟睡的小姑娘身边走过，小姑娘在厨房的桌子下面熟睡着，轻声地喃喃自语。"每瓶8瓶装的闪亮可乐乘以48瓶......十六盒糖苹果炸弹......装着两个......"她小心翼翼地抬起头，一个被遗弃在地板上的旧枕头滑到下面。黄色的小母马微微一笑。"5%的折扣......"这就是她的生活方式，世界欠她什么，她欠世界什么。
The door to the room occupied by P-21 and Scotch Tape was open. The pair slept side by side with P-21 holding her safely in his hooves. They slept the sleep of the secure, the happy, the loved. The ghost couldn’t help but smile as she looked down at the pair. They endured simply through being. Though hardship had battered both, they’d weathered it, father and daughter alike, with caring and
P-21和透明胶带所在房间的门开着。两人并肩睡觉，P-21用蹄子安全地抱着她。他们在安全、幸福和被爱的人的睡眠中安然入睡。鬼魂低头看着这对情侣，忍不住笑了。他们只是通过存在来忍受。尽管艰难困苦折磨着他们，但是他们依然以关心和爱护的态度度过了难关，无论是父亲还是女儿

concern. He’d given her security and affirmation. She’d given him hope.
关心。他给了她安全感和肯定。她给了他希望。

Next door, in Rampage’s old room, LittlePip’s friends rested. Calamity snored blissfully next to a Velvet who seemed to have adapted to it. Ditzy’s family had refused to stay away where it was safe, arriving at the end of the party.
隔壁，在雷格的旧房间里，小皮普的朋友们在休息。灾难幸福地打着鼾，旁边是一位似乎已经适应了这一切的天鹅绒。迪茨的家人拒绝离开安全的地方，聚会结束时才到达。
Lionheart, Silver Bell, and the curious pink-eyed mouse lodged in the wagon, barely visible outside the window. What did ghouls do when the living slept? Did they walk among the sleeping like ghosts: enviously, hungrily, wistfully?
狮心、银铃和那只好奇的粉眼老鼠卡在马车里，窗外几乎看不见。食尸鬼在活人睡觉的时候做了什么？他们是否像鬼魂一样在睡梦中行走:羡慕地，饥渴地，渴望地？
Homage lay curled up, her back to Calamity, a pair of headphones covering her ears and plugged into the PipBuck she wore. Tears still lingered in the corners of her eyes as she slept, music a poor substitute for the warmth of the mare she loved.
她蜷缩着身子，背对着卡拉米特，耳朵上戴着一副耳机，插在身上的PipBuck耳机上。当她睡着的时候，泪水仍然在她的眼角徘徊，音乐可怜地代替了她所爱的母马的温暖。

The ghost ascended. There were others outside who kept watch and would give warning when trouble came. Outside the upstairs door, barely muted giggles could be heard. “…want to continue your research?” Tenebra said from within.
鬼魂升天了。外面还有其他人在看守，遇到麻烦时会发出警告。在楼上的门外，可以听到几乎没有声音的笑声。"...想继续你的研究吗?"坦内布拉从内部说。
“I think that, with all I’ve learned from Triage, Rover, and the Project Steelpony notes, I could help ponies all across the Hoof. Maybe the Wasteland. Cybernetics are a double-edged sword, but if we’re careful, the potential for good is phenomenal,” Glory said.
"我认为，凭借我从分类、罗孚和Steelpony计划中学到的知识，我可以帮助所有的蹄子马。也许是荒原。控制论是一把双刃剑，但如果我们小心谨慎，它的潜力是非凡的。

“If it grants Father vision again,” Tenebra murmured, “I suppose it is okay.” Silence for a few seconds and a soft sigh. “Do you think you could help my… attacks… with some device?”
"如果它能让父亲重见光明,"坦内布拉喃喃地说,"我想也没什么问题。"寂静了几秒钟，轻轻地叹了口气。"你认为你能帮助我的...攻击...用一些设备吗?"

“Maybe. I think so. I’d be glad to find out. You didn’t have an attack our last time,” Glory giggled again. “I guess I didn’t do a good job...”
"也许吧。我想是的。我很乐意知道。上次你没有进攻,"格洛里又咯咯笑了起来。"我想我没有做好......"

“You were wonderful,” Tenebra countered at once. “Though I’m glad you stopped trying to tie me up. And it was nice to do it without… well… everything. Whisper often tried to trigger an attack at her ‘parties’. It was… aggravating… unlike this,” she continued, followed by the sounds of kissing. The ghost rose, to leave them to their privacy. Then, “And you can help Blackjack, too.” The ghost froze, silence pouring out from under the door. “I know you still care for her. I see how you look at her,” Tenebra pressed.
"你太棒了,"Tenebra立刻反驳道。"尽管我很高兴你不再试图把我绑起来。这样做很好，没有......嗯......一切。"耳语"经常试图在她的"派对"上引发袭击。这......令人恼火......不像这样,"她接着说，接着是亲吻的声音。鬼魂站了起来，让他们单独呆着。然后,"你也可以帮助Blackjack。"鬼魂僵住了，寂静从门缝里涌出来。"我知道你还在乎她。我知道你是怎么看她的。"。
“Blackjack… needs to get through this. I can’t be both her special somepony and come along and he......