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Ben-Hur 項目数：10 総ポイント：1000 難易度：★☆☆☆☆ 2018年3月末で配信終了 映画(2016年版)のプロモーションで海外無料配信。 全てオフラインで解除可能。 1時間弱でコンプ可能。(運が悪くても2～3時間ぐらい) Emperor's Glory以外は普通にプレイするだけで解除される。 Ben-Hur's Redemption You have won a full season of racing. 150 Falcon's Swiftness You finished a lap in under 120 seconds. 50 Falcon's Ascension You finished a lap in under 60 seconds. 75 Spoils of the Victor You destroyed an enemy chariot. 50 Executioner's Touch You destroyed all enemy chariots, in a single race. 100 Emperor's Glory You destroyed all the enemy chariots, in every race of a season. 200 Mercury's Touch You finished first in a race. 100 Mercury's Gale You finished first in a race, without using a health potion. 150 Gauntlet of Might You destroyed an enemy chariot, with a whip attack. 50 Emperor's Gauntlet You destroyed 5 x enemy chariots, with whip attacks. 75 •Emperor's Glory 全3回各5体、計15体敵の乗り物を破壊して全滅勝利を達成して解除。 敵が壁に衝突等で自滅したり、敵同士が攻撃して破壊した場合は解除されないので運も必要。 乗り物を破壊すると画面下にキルカメラが表示されるが、敵同士の破壊や敵が勝手に自滅しても表示されるのであまり目安になりません。 解除のタイミングは最後のスコア画面中 倒し方は敵の乗り物より少し前に出て、敵の馬に向かってムチで攻撃するのが確実。 とはいえそれだけでは時間的に厳しく、基本的には体当たりで壁に押し付けて敵の体力を減らす作業が必須。そのまま倒してもカウントされる ただし外周の壁の出っ張り部分に押し付けて倒した場合は敵の自爆扱いになりアウト レースは第一戦が2周、第二戦が3周、最終戦は4周と各レースで周回数が違う。 周回が少ない第一戦では1周目の時点で最低3体は倒せてないと相当厳しい。 2レース目以降で自分が関わらず敵が倒された場合は自分も壁にぶつかり自滅するとやり直し可。 また1位でゴールしなければ次のレースへ進めない仕様なので、わざと負けてリトライでも問題なく実績解除できました。 スタートを押してのレースリセットだと1戦目からになるので間違えないように。 自分で倒したか微妙に感じた際は早めにやり直した方が解除されずに1からやり直すより精神的ダメージが少ない
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Civilization Revolution(WP) 項目数：20 総ポイント：200 難易度：★☆☆☆☆ ☆Windows Phone7用タイトル 全ての実績が難易度を問わずに解除出来る為、難易度Chieftain(酋長)でプレイすればシリーズ未経験者でも特に問題なくコンプ可能。 また、Xbox360版の攻略法がほぼそのまま適用できるので、勝利実績は「ベータ・ケンタウリ法」を使えば各文明10分で終わる。 Armed amd Dangerous武装完了 Earn a aspecial unit ability in combatユニットの特殊戦闘能力を獲得した 10 Technologist研究者 Research your first technology最初のテクノロジーを研究した 10 Uncharted未知の海域 Explore your first natural wonder最初の自然遺産を探索した 10 A Knight Without Fear or Blame勇ましき無欠の騎士 Win as Arabsアラビア文明で勝利した 10 Flower and Song花と歌 Win as Aztecsアステカ文明で勝利した 10 Let a Hundred Flowers Bloom百花繚乱 Win as China中国文明で勝利した 10 I Will Not Be Triumphed Over我は無敵なり Win as Egyptエジプト文明で勝利した 10 One Mistress and No Master女王ひとりが統べる国 Win as Englandイギリス文明で勝利した 10 Imagination Rules the World想像力が世界を制する Win as Franceフランス文明で勝利した 10 Blood and Iron血と剣 Win as Germanyドイツ文明で勝利した 10 A Short Life of Gloryはかなき栄光の日々 Win as Greeceギリシャ文明で勝利した 10 An Indomitable Will不屈の意志 Win as Indiaインド文明で勝利した 10 Victory Over Lesser Men衆寡敵せず Win as Japan日本文明で勝利した 10 All Others Must Fail他国はすべて滅びよ Win as Mongoliaモンゴル文明で勝利した 10 Veni Vidi Vici来た、見た、勝った Win as Romeローマ文明で勝利した 10 A Great Wind is Blowing順風満帆 Win as Russiaロシア文明で勝利した 10 Fair and Softly Goes Far急がば回れ Win as Spainスペイン文明で勝利した 10 We the People我ら人民 Win as the United Statesアメリカ文明で勝利した 10 This World is a Harsh Place過酷なるこの世界 Win as the Zuluアフリカ文明で勝利した 10 Difficulties Mastered困難の克服 Win a game with all Civilizations全ての文明で勝利した 10
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Code Geass 01. The Day a New Demon Was Born The date was August 10 in the year 2010 of the Imperial Calendar. The Holy Britannian Empire had just declared war upon Japan. The Far East island nation had held fast to its neutrality, and now Britannia looms as the world's only superpower. Rights to Japan's underground resources became a hotly disputed issue straining the already deep-rooted diplomatic tensions between the two sides. In the deciding battle for the mainland, Britannian forces introduced into combat the humanoid autonomous armored knight known as the Knightmare Frame. The enemy's forces were far greater than anticipated, and the Knightmares obliterated the Japanese line of defense on the mainland with little effort. Japan became a dominion of the Empire. The country was stripped of its freedom, its rights, and its name. Area 11. The defeated and once proud nation of Japan was rechristened with a mere number. Lelouch I swear... I swear, Suzaku, so help me. I will one day obliterate Britannia! Britannian Police1 This is Alpha-3! Target is traveling from Delta-12 toward Delta-14, at a speed of 80 kph(kilometers per hour)! Britannian Police2 CCP to all mobile units. Declaring a Code 3 from floor 5 to floor 2. All units, take 2-8-8. I want the target intact! TV Here's video footage of yesterday's terrorist bombings in Osaka The secretary reported 59 casualties in this incident 8 Britannians, and 51 others ... Man1 You're out of time. From here on you'll make your moves every 20 seconds. Man2 Very well, I'm game. Hm? Did your substitute arrive? Man3 Thank heaven! I'm saved! Are things going well at school? Man2 What have we here, schoolboys? Lelouch Hmpf. Well, look at this, a nobleman. Man2 I envy you kids today. You have so much time on your hands. Time for regrets... What's your name? Lelouch Lelouch... Lamperouge. Rivalz Waoh! Now wait a minute! You can't win this one. It's impossible, right? Lelouch Rivalz, when do you think we would have to leave in order to make our next class? Rivalz Ah... 20 minutes if we bust our hump. Lelouch Then be sure that you drive safely on the way back. Rivalz Huh? Lelouch I'll need 9 minutes. By the way, about yesterday? Man3 Understood, sir. We'll discuss it later. Man2 9 minutes? You only have 20 seconds per move. Lelouch Enough time. Man2 Hm? You start with the king? Milly Where's Lelouch? Shirley He went somewhere with Rivalz. Milly What! Maybe it's poker this time? Shirley They seem to forget that they're on the student council! They're off gambling for money! Lulu may be smart, yet he wastes his brain on stupid things! If only he'd apply himself in school, he'd get high grades! Milly "Oh, I wish my darling Lulu would be a serious young man!" How adorable is that? Shirley Please, madam president... Nagata Perfect! After we finally steal this damn thing...! It's all because Tamaki couldn't stick to Naoto's plan. And now we've got a problem! Rivalz I love playing against the nobility! When they lose they always pay out of pride. By the way, 8 minutes 32 seconds is a new record! Lelouch He also didn't have much time to move, either. And as opponents go, the nobles are tepid. They're just overprivileged parasites, that's all. Rivalz Well then, why don't you challenge one of the Elevens? They're nothing like us Britannians... Man What are they trying to prove by killing innocent people? Woman Those Elevens terrify me! TV We apologize for the delay. Now His Royal Highness Prince Clovis, third prince of Britannia, will address the nation. Clovis To all my imperial subjects! Including of course the many cooperative Elevens who choose to serve the empire of Britannia! Kallen We're not Elevens! We're Japanese! Clovis Do you not see my pain? My heart was ripped from my chest only to be torn apart! The remnants are filled with rage and sadness! However, as ruler of Area 11, I will not tolerate terrorism of any kind! Because the battle we fight is a righteous one, a virtuous battle to protect the well-being of one and all! Now then, everyone! I would like you to join me in observance of the eight who died for justice, in the line of duty. TV A moment of silence, please. Rivalz Well, aren't you gonna join in? Lelouch Aren't you? Rivalz Heh... It's sort of embarrassing. Lelouch And I agree with you. Besides, spilling tears over those people won't bring them back to life now, will it. Rivalz Dang! That's dark, buddy. Lelouch It's all about self satisfaction. Doesn't matter how hard you try, you can't do it. There's no way you can change the world. Woman You were magnificent, Your Highness! One would never guess that you were attending a party while doing that! Clovis After all, the viceroy is the marquee actor of Area 11. I need to change costumes quickly. Woman My! You're so self-confident! Clovis It's all in the performance. Since the media want a charismatic prince, I give them one. Man Untrue! Prince Clovis, our key purpose in life is to support and assist your reign in any way we can! Diethard His reign is a pathetic sham... Bartley Y-Your Highness! Diethard Hmm? A soldier? Clovis Gad, how boorish of you! Bartley I beg your pardon, Your Highness. My Lord... Diethard Not another appearance for him! Hope it's not as dreary... Clovis You fool! Bartley The police were informed that it's medical equipment, that's all. If we scramble the army there'll be a record... Clovis Deploy the Royal Guard! The Knightmares as well! Britannian Army Alert 1! Alert 1! 4th, 7th, and 8th rapid reaction companies, as well as the 31st air assault Team, immediate scramble! Special Division 9, stand by for deployment! Rivalz That first move you made... Lelouch Hm? Rivalz Why'd you start with the king? Lelouch If the king doesn't lead, how can he expect his subordinates to follow? Rivalz What's with that? Lelouch With what? Rivalz Do you fantasize about running a major corporation? Lelouch No way. Ambitions like that will ruin your health... Rivalz Whoa! We're gonna die! Nagata You idiot! Watch where you're going! Kallen No! Not that way! Rivalz Uh... Was that our fault? Lelouch I don't think so-- Britannian Police1 Control, the target has crashed at the abandoned V.O. building construction site. Britannian Police2 The military will take over. General Bartley's command. Britannian Police3 Him?! Bartley We have to retrieve it at all costs! That thing... in the wrong hands...! Lelouch What the...? Rivalz Oh man, this sucks! Looks like the power line on the bike got cut. Lelouch Yeah... Rivalz, come check this out. Man1 Hey! Over here! Man2 Woah! Nasty crash! Woman1 What happened? Some sort of accident? Man3 Probably a drunk driver... Woman2 It's always some moron... Man4 Hey, maybe somebody ought to go help? Lelouch All those idiots...! Rivalz Wait! Girl1 What is it, an accident? Did a car crash? Man5 Look, the student rescue team has arrived. Girl2 Oh wow, I totally missed it. Woman3 So like, why doesn't somebody call for help, you know? Lelouch Hey! Are you alright? Rivalz Yeah, yeah, I know it's the right thing to do, but I wish the guy would quit flaunting his pride and just give it a rest for a while. Now we're gonna be late to school! Kallen Nagata? Nagata! Lelouch Can you hear me? Are you okay?! C.C. It's you... Finally I have found my... Lelouch Where...? Are you in there? Lelouch Stop! I'm in here! Rivalz So, would you call that a hit and run? Lelouch You'd think they'd stick a ladder on the inside, too. Britannian Army Stop the vehicle! Surrender now and you'll get the chance to defend yourself in court! Stop and surrender at once! Give up now or we'll shoot to kill! Nagata Now what do we do?! That's the army! Kallen Have you forgotten? That's what I'm here for! Lelouch If I jump out, I have the choice of breaking my neck or getting shot. I can try to call-- Kallen Can you enter the subway via the Azabu root? Nagata Kallen! Let's use it here! Why not? Kallen Because that would mean a blood bath! Nagata You're right. Lelouch I've seen her before. Rivalz Lelouch, come on! Where are you? We've gotta get to schoool! Britannian Army1 Target is moving from the settlement toward the ghetto. Britannian Army2 Copy that! Corner 'em! Britannian Army1 Roger! Britannian Army3 A Slash Harken?! A Knightmare! Lelouch Crap! These guys are real terrorists! Kallen You fellas know full well what this badass mother can do! Jeremiah The rest of you, back off. I'll take this guy. I can only assume you dug that obsolete relic out of some scrap heap. An over the hill Glasgow is no match for a Sutherland! Not to mention a filthy Eleven who spurns the compassion of our glorious Emperor! Nagata Kallen, we should both split up! Both of us can't risk being killed! Run for it! Kallen But...! Villetta Simpleminded Eleven. Kallen No way?! It's stuck...! Jeremiah Secondhand junk! I will admit! I really like your spirit. However...! Lelouch No cell phone reception. We're out of range. Judging from the darkness and road surface, we must be driving along the old subway lines. They're heading for an exit somewhere in the ghetto. Getting out would be dangerous. Still... Okay, I've got it. I'm not big on military but I'll take their protection. If I give them a terrorist communicator... Oh, wait. I forgot... Rivalz Some friend... Leaving me behind like that! Lloyd Ah-ha! Bartley What are you doing?! Lloyd Looking at a man who blundered... Am I right? Bartley Why, you...! Lloyd You really screwed this one up. Terrorists came along and stole whatever it was that you and Prince Clovis were secretly working on. Retrieving it is simple, but you want to sweep up all of their compatriots in addition. Let the terrorists go and you can find their hideout, too. Congratulations! Your reasoning was spot on! Cecile It was nothing. I just thought it was strange... Bartley Okay, that's enough. What is it the Special Corps wants out of this? Lloyd I'm merely saying that I'd like to assist with the cleanup! Bartley To assist? Lloyd Correct. Because it's data I want. Cecile Excuse me, but what in the world have they just stolen, anyway? Bartley Chemical weapons. In other words... Poison gas. Royal Guard The terrorists are hiding in the subway system. Your mission is to locate the weapon that they've stolen. Investigate the old subway system that runs through the Eleven residential district in the Shinjuku Ghetto. Report in the moment you spot them. Recovery of the target will be handled by us, the Royal Guard. You people bear the honorary title of Britannians now, but you were born Elevens! Therefore the stench of these monkeys oughta be a familiar one! If you want to earn the right to carry arms, then show some results! This is your opportunity to show your loyalty to Britannia! Britannian Army Yes, my lord! Lelouch An accident?! Or else... Nagata The tire's stuck... Please, Ohgi... Find me...! Britannian Army 4-0-4 has sighted the target. Royal Guard Roger. Prepare for recovery. Lelouch Now I can use this chance to climb up... Are you Britannian...? Suzaku That's enough mindless murder! Lelouch Wait! I'm not one of...! Suzaku Planning to use poison gas! Don't play dumb with me! Lelouch Get off me...! I'm not here by choice. And if that's poison gas, it was made in Britannia, wasn't it?! Suzaku My god...! Lelouch Mindless murder?! Then why don't you just obliterate Britannia! Suzaku Lelouch? It's me, Suzaku. Lelouch You... you became a Britannian soldier? Suzaku Yeah. And what about you? You're a... Lelouch What are you saying?! Suzaku That's not poison gas...? What is it?! Kallen In all the confusion, I left it in the coat. Ohgi It's okay. The Glassgow's circuits are usable. So, were we right? Kallen Think so. I bet it's poison gas, like Intelligence said. Ohgi And Nagata? Kallen I don't know. I think he made it underground. Lelouch Tell me the truth, Suzaku. Poison gas? This girl? Suzaku Hey, it's what they told us in the briefing. I swear! Royal Guard Stinking monkey! Being an honorary Britannian will not excuse you! Suzaku But sir, I was told this was poison gas! Royal Guard How dare you question orders! Lelouch This is bad. A poisonous situation which would pose a threat to Suzaku's superiors if it's unleashed. Royal Guard However, in light of your outstanding military achievements I'm going to be lenient. Private Kururugi, take this and execute the terrorist. Suzaku But he's not a terrorist! He's a civilian who got caught up in all this! Royal Guard You insubordinate little...! That's an order. Didn't you swear your loyalty and your life to Britannia?! Suzaku Yes, but... but I can't. Royal Guard What? Suzaku I won't do it, sir. I won't shoot a civilian. I can't follow your orders, sir. Royal Guard Very well. Lelouch Suzaku! Royal Guard Well, Britannian schoolboy, not a good day to cut class. Collect the girl. After you've secured her, kill the student! Britannian Army Yes, my lord! Nagata Death to... Britannia... Long live Japan! Bartley They got away?! And you call yourselves the Royal Guard?! Royal Guard Forgive me, my lord! The blast was mainly directed upwards, but the-- Bartley Why the hell do you think I only told you people about this?! Royal Guard W- We'll continue the investigation! Clovis The plan has moved forward to the next phase. Bartley But, but Your Highness...! Clovis If knowledge of her gets out, I'll be disinherited. Tell them back home we're carrying out a planned urban renewal here. As Clovis, third prince of the empire, I command you! Destroy Shinjuku Ghetto! Leave no one alive! Man Why are they doing this?! Woman Dear, let's go! Man Hurry! Britannian Army1 Okay, let's sweep next floor. Britannian Army2 The enemy is garbage that can never hope to become even honorary Britannians! Wipe out every last one of them! Jeremiah Naturally. Britannian Army3 Supervisor Jeremiah, General Bartley requests that you take command of-- Jeremiah Bartley has staff officers. I haven't had this much fun on the front lines in ages! Clovis Hmph. Lelouch What the hell are you?! This chaos is all your fault, isn't it?! Not only that, but Britannia has even killed Suzaku! Lloyd Not there? Cecile It looks like he's gone to the front line. Lloyd Even though we brought the Lancelot here? Cecile Now what'll we do? Lloyd We steamrolled our way in here, but we don't have a devicer to use it. Lelouch Stay quiet. Wait here. Royal Guard Report. Britannian Army We found only Elevens here, sir. Royal Guard You're sure of it? That exit comes out here? Britannian Army Yes, sir. It matches up with our map of the old city. Shirley Huh? That jerk! He hung up on me ! I can't believe it! Royal Guard What an appropriate location for a terrorist to meet his end. Lelouch You scum...! Royal Guard Still, you did well for a student, but that's to be expected. You're a Britannian. Unfortunately, my clever young friend, you have no future. C.C. He mustn't die! Lelouch You shot her! Royal Guard Our orders were to bring her back alive if possible. Oh well, nothing can be done about it now. We'll tell our superiors that the Royal Guard found the terrorist hideout and killed them all. Regrettably the female hostage had already been tortured to death. What do you think, schoolboy? Lelouch How can this be happening? First Suzaku's killed... And this girl... Now, I'm about to die. Before I've had a chance to do a single thing with my life. It's gone in a heartbeat... Nunnally...! C.C. You don't want it to end here, do you? Lelouch What...? C.C. You appear to have a reason for living. Lelouch The girl? That's impossible! C.C. If I grant you power, could you go on? I propose a deal. In exchange for this power you must agree to make my one wish come true. Accept this contract and you accept its conditions, while living in the world of humans, you will live unlike any other. A different providence, a different time, a different life. The power of the king will condemn you to a life of solitude. Are you prepared for this? Charles A convergence with the Ragnarok connection? So the myth is beginning once again? Lelouch Yes! I hereby accept the terms of your contract! Say...how should a Britannian who detests his own country live his life? Royal Guard Are you some kind of radical? Lelouch What's wrong? Why not shoot? Your opponent is just a schoolboy. Or have you finally realized? The only ones who should kill are those who are prepared to be killed. Royal Guard What's happening here...?! Lelouch I, Lelouch vi Britannia, command you...now all of you...die! Royal Guard Happily, Your Highness! Fire! Lelouch That was the turning point. Since that day, I've lived a lie. The lie of living. My name too was a lie. My personal history, a lie. Nothing but lies. I was sick to death of a world that couldn't be changed. But even in my lies, I refused to give up in despair. But now this incredible power... it's mine... Well, then...
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CHAPTER XIV UP CHAPTER XVI CHAPTER XV A Tempest in the School Teapot "What a splendid day!" said Anne, drawing a long breath. "Isn t it good just to be alive on a day like this? I pity the people who aren t born yet for missing it. They may have good days, of course, but they can never have this one. And it s splendider still to have such a lovely way to go to school by, isn t it?" "It s a lot nicer than going round by the road; that is so dusty and hot," said Diana practically, peeping into her dinner basket and mentally calculating if the three juicy, toothsome, raspberry tarts reposing there were divided among ten girls how many bites each girl would have. The little girls of Avonlea school always pooled their lunches, and to eat three raspberry tarts all alone or even to share them only with one s best chum would have forever and ever branded as "awful mean" the girl who did it. And yet, when the tarts were divided among ten girls you just got enough to tantalize you. The way Anne and Diana went to school WAS a pretty one. Anne thought those walks to and from school with Diana couldn t be improved upon even by imagination. Going around by the main road would have been so unromantic; but to go by Lover s Lane and Willowmere and Violet Vale and the Birch Path was romantic, if ever anything was. Lover s Lane opened out below the orchard at Green Gables and stretched far up into the woods to the end of the Cuthbert farm. It was the way by which the cows were taken to the back pasture and the wood hauled home in winter. Anne had named it Lover s Lane before she had been a month at Green Gables. "Not that lovers ever really walk there," she explained to Marilla, "but Diana and I are reading a perfectly magnificent book and there s a Lover s Lane in it. So we want to have one, too. And it s a very pretty name, don t you think? So romantic! We can t imagine the lovers into it, you know. I like that lane because you can think out loud there without people calling you crazy." Anne, starting out alone in the morning, went down Lover s Lane as far as the brook. Here Diana met her, and the two little girls went on up the lane under the leafy arch of maples--"maples are such sociable trees," said Anne; "they re always rustling and whispering to you"--until they came to a rustic bridge. Then they left the lane and walked through Mr. Barry s back field and past Willowmere. Beyond Willowmere came Violet Vale--a little green dimple in the shadow of Mr. Andrew Bell s big woods. "Of course there are no violets there now," Anne told Marilla, "but Diana says there are millions of them in spring. Oh, Marilla, can t you just imagine you see them? It actually takes away my breath. I named it Violet Vale. Diana says she never saw the beat of me for hitting on fancy names for places. It s nice to be clever at something, isn t it? But Diana named the Birch Path. She wanted to, so I let her; but I m sure I could have found something more poetical than plain Birch Path. Anybody can think of a name like that. But the Birch Path is one of the prettiest places in the world, Marilla." It was. Other people besides Anne thought so when they stumbled on it. It was a little narrow, twisting path, winding down over a long hill straight through Mr. Bell s woods, where the light came down sifted through so many emerald screens that it was as flawless as the heart of a diamond. It was fringed in all its length with slim young birches, white stemmed and lissom boughed; ferns and starflowers and wild lilies-of-the-valley and scarlet tufts of pigeonberries grew thickly along it; and always there was a delightful spiciness in the air and music of bird calls and the murmur and laugh of wood winds in the trees overhead. Now and then you might see a rabbit skipping across the road if you were quiet--which, with Anne and Diana, happened about once in a blue moon. Down in the valley the path came out to the main road and then it was just up the spruce hill to the school. The Avonlea school was a whitewashed building, low in the eaves and wide in the windows, furnished inside with comfortable substantial old-fashioned desks that opened and shut, and were carved all over their lids with the initials and hieroglyphics of three generations of school children. The schoolhouse was set back from the road and behind it was a dusky fir wood and a brook where all the children put their bottles of milk in the morning to keep cool and sweet until dinner hour. Marilla had seen Anne start off to school on the first day of September with many secret misgivings. Anne was such an odd girl. How would she get on with the other children? And how on earth would she ever manage to hold her tongue during school hours? Things went better than Marilla feared, however. Anne came home that evening in high spirits. "I think I m going to like school here," she announced. "I don t think much of the master, through. He s all the time curling his mustache and making eyes at Prissy Andrews. Prissy is grown up, you know. She s sixteen and she s studying for the entrance examination into Queen s Academy at Charlottetown next year. Tillie Boulter says the master is DEAD GONE on her. She s got a beautiful complexion and curly brown hair and she does it up so elegantly. She sits in the long seat at the back and he sits there, too, most of the time--to explain her lessons, he says. But Ruby Gillis says she saw him writing something on her slate and when Prissy read it she blushed as red as a beet and giggled; and Ruby Gillis says she doesn t believe it had anything to do with the lesson." "Anne Shirley, don t let me hear you talking about your teacher in that way again," said Marilla sharply. "You don t go to school to criticize the master. I guess he can teach YOU something, and it s your business to learn. And I want you to understand right off that you are not to come home telling tales about him. That is something I won t encourage. I hope you were a good girl." "Indeed I was," said Anne comfortably. "It wasn t so hard as you might imagine, either. I sit with Diana. Our seat is right by the window and we can look down to the Lake of Shining Waters. There are a lot of nice girls in school and we had scrumptious fun playing at dinnertime. It s so nice to have a lot of little girls to play with. But of course I like Diana best and always will. I ADORE Diana. I m dreadfully far behind the others. They re all in the fifth book and I m only in the fourth. I feel that it s kind of a disgrace. But there s not one of them has such an imagination as I have and I soon found that out. We had reading and geography and Canadian history and dictation today. Mr. Phillips said my spelling was disgraceful and he held up my slate so that everybody could see it, all marked over. I felt so mortified, Marilla; he might have been politer to a stranger, I think. Ruby Gillis gave me an apple and Sophia Sloane lent me a lovely pink card with `May I see you home? on it. I m to give it back to her tomorrow. And Tillie Boulter let me wear her bead ring all the afternoon. Can I have some of those pearl beads off the old pincushion in the garret to make myself a ring? And oh, Marilla, Jane Andrews told me that Minnie MacPherson told her that she heard Prissy Andrews tell Sara Gillis that I had a very pretty nose. Marilla, that is the first compliment I have ever had in my life and you can t imagine what a strange feeling it gave me. Marilla, have I really a pretty nose? I know you ll tell me the truth." "Your nose is well enough," said Marilla shortly. Secretly she thought Anne s nose was a remarkable pretty one; but she had no intention of telling her so. That was three weeks ago and all had gone smoothly so far. And now, this crisp September morning, Anne and Diana were tripping blithely down the Birch Path, two of the happiest little girls in Avonlea. "I guess Gilbert Blythe will be in school today," said Diana. "He s been visiting his cousins over in New Brunswick all summer and he only came home Saturday night. He s AW FLY handsome, Anne. And he teases the girls something terrible. He just torments our lives out." Diana s voice indicated that she rather liked having her life tormented out than not. "Gilbert Blythe?" said Anne. "Isn t his name that s written up on the porch wall with Julia Bell s and a big `Take Notice over them?" "Yes," said Diana, tossing her head, "but I m sure he doesn t like Julia Bell so very much. I ve heard him say he studied the multiplication table by her freckles." "Oh, don t speak about freckles to me," implored Anne. "It isn t delicate when I ve got so many. But I do think that writing take-notices up on the wall about the boys and girls is the silliest ever. I should just like to see anybody dare to write my name up with a boy s. Not, of course," she hastened to add, "that anybody would." Anne sighed. She didn t want her name written up. But it was a little humiliating to know that there was no danger of it. "Nonsense," said Diana, whose black eyes and glossy tresses had played such havoc with the hearts of Avonlea schoolboys that her name figured on the porch walls in half a dozen take-notices. "It s only meant as a joke. And don t you be too sure your name won t ever be written up. Charlie Sloane is DEAD GONE on you. He told his mother--his MOTHER, mind you--that you were the smartest girl in school. That s better than being good looking." "No, it isn t," said Anne, feminine to the core. "I d rather be pretty than clever. And I hate Charlie Sloane, I can t bear a boy with goggle eyes. If anyone wrote my name up with his I d never GET over it, Diana Barry. But it IS nice to keep head of your class." "You ll have Gilbert in your class after this," said Diana, "and he s used to being head of his class, I can tell you. He s only in the fourth book although he s nearly fourteen. Four years ago his father was sick and had to go out to Alberta for his health and Gilbert went with him. They were there three years and Gil didn t go to school hardly any until they came back. You won t find it so easy to keep head after this, Anne." "I m glad," said Anne quickly. "I couldn t really feel proud of keeping head of little boys and girls of just nine or ten. I got up yesterday spelling `ebullition. Josie Pye was head and, mind you, she peeped in her book. Mr. Phillips didn t see her--he was looking at Prissy Andrews--but I did. I just swept her a look of freezing scorn and she got as red as a beet and spelled it wrong after all." "Those Pye girls are cheats all round," said Diana indignantly, as they climbed the fence of the main road. "Gertie Pye actually went and put her milk bottle in my place in the brook yesterday. Did you ever? I don t speak to her now." When Mr. Phillips was in the back of the room hearing Prissy Andrews s Latin, Diana whispered to Anne, "That s Gilbert Blythe sitting right across the aisle from you, Anne. Just look at him and see if you don t think he s handsome." Anne looked accordingly. She had a good chance to do so, for the said Gilbert Blythe was absorbed in stealthily pinning the long yellow braid of Ruby Gillis, who sat in front of him, to the back of her seat. He was a tall boy, with curly brown hair, roguish hazel eyes, and a mouth twisted into a teasing smile. Presently Ruby Gillis started up to take a sum to the master; she fell back into her seat with a little shriek, believing that her hair was pulled out by the roots. Everybody looked at her and Mr. Phillips glared so sternly that Ruby began to cry. Gilbert had whisked the pin out of sight and was studying his history with the soberest face in the world; but when the commotion subsided he looked at Anne and winked with inexpressible drollery. "I think your Gilbert Blythe IS handsome," confided Anne to Diana, "but I think he s very bold. It isn t good manners to wink at a strange girl." But it was not until the afternoon that things really began to happen. Mr. Phillips was back in the corner explaining a problem in algebra to Prissy Andrews and the rest of the scholars were doing pretty much as they pleased eating green apples, whispering, drawing pictures on their slates, and driving crickets harnessed to strings, up and down aisle. Gilbert Blythe was trying to make Anne Shirley look at him and failing utterly, because Anne was at that moment totally oblivious not only to the very existence of Gilbert Blythe, but of every other scholar in Avonlea school itself. With her chin propped on her hands and her eyes fixed on the blue glimpse of the Lake of Shining Waters that the west window afforded, she was far away in a gorgeous dreamland hearing and seeing nothing save her own wonderful visions. Gilbert Blythe wasn t used to putting himself out to make a girl look at him and meeting with failure. She SHOULD look at him, that red-haired Shirley girl with the little pointed chin and the big eyes that weren t like the eyes of any other girl in Avonlea school. Gilbert reached across the aisle, picked up the end of Anne s long red braid, held it out at arm s length and said in a piercing whisper "Carrots! Carrots!" Then Anne looked at him with a vengeance! She did more than look. She sprang to her feet, her bright fancies fallen into cureless ruin. She flashed one indignant glance at Gilbert from eyes whose angry sparkle was swiftly quenched in equally angry tears. "You mean, hateful boy!" she exclaimed passionately. "How dare you!" And then--thwack! Anne had brought her slate down on Gilbert s head and cracked it--slate not head--clear across. Avonlea school always enjoyed a scene. This was an especially enjoyable one. Everybody said "Oh" in horrified delight. Diana gasped. Ruby Gillis, who was inclined to be hysterical, began to cry. Tommy Sloane let his team of crickets escape him altogether while he stared open-mouthed at the tableau. Mr. Phillips stalked down the aisle and laid his hand heavily on Anne s shoulder. "Anne Shirley, what does this mean?" he said angrily. Anne returned no answer. It was asking too much of flesh and blood to expect her to tell before the whole school that she had been called "carrots." Gilbert it was who spoke up stoutly. "It was my fault Mr. Phillips. I teased her." Mr. Phillips paid no heed to Gilbert. "I am sorry to see a pupil of mine displaying such a temper and such a vindictive spirit," he said in a solemn tone, as if the mere fact of being a pupil of his ought to root out all evil passions from the hearts of small imperfect mortals. "Anne, go and stand on the platform in front of the blackboard for the rest of the afternoon." Anne would have infinitely preferred a whipping to this punishment under which her sensitive spirit quivered as from a whiplash. With a white, set face she obeyed. Mr. Phillips took a chalk crayon and wrote on the blackboard above her head. "Ann Shirley has a very bad temper. Ann Shirley must learn to control her temper," and then read it out loud so that even the primer class, who couldn t read writing, should understand it. Anne stood there the rest of the afternoon with that legend above her. She did not cry or hang her head. Anger was still too hot in her heart for that and it sustained her amid all her agony of humiliation. With resentful eyes and passion-red cheeks she confronted alike Diana s sympathetic gaze and Charlie Sloane s indignant nods and Josie Pye s malicious smiles. As for Gilbert Blythe, she would not even look at him. She would NEVER look at him again! She would never speak to him!! When school was dismissed Anne marched out with her red head held high. Gilbert Blythe tried to intercept her at the porch door. "I m awfully sorry I made fun of your hair, Anne," he whispered contritely. "Honest I am. Don t be mad for keeps, now." Anne swept by disdainfully, without look or sign of hearing. "Oh how could you, Anne?" breathed Diana as they went down the road half reproachfully, half admiringly. Diana felt that SHE could never have resisted Gilbert s plea. "I shall never forgive Gilbert Blythe," said Anne firmly. "And Mr. Phillips spelled my name without an e, too. The iron has entered into my soul, Diana." Diana hadn t the least idea what Anne meant but she understood it was something terrible. "You mustn t mind Gilbert making fun of your hair," she said soothingly. "Why, he makes fun of all the girls. He laughs at mine because it s so black. He s called me a crow a dozen times; and I never heard him apologize for anything before, either." "There s a great deal of difference between being called a crow and being called carrots," said Anne with dignity. "Gilbert Blythe has hurt my feelings EXCRUCIATINGLY, Diana." It is possible the matter might have blown over without more excruciation if nothing else had happened. But when things begin to happen they are apt to keep on. Avonlea scholars often spent noon hour picking gum in Mr. Bell s spruce grove over the hill and across his big pasture field. From there they could keep an eye on Eben Wright s house, where the master boarded. When they saw Mr. Phillips emerging therefrom they ran for the schoolhouse; but the distance being about three times longer than Mr. Wright s lane they were very apt to arrive there, breathless and gasping, some three minutes too late. On the following day Mr. Phillips was seized with one of his spasmodic fits of reform and announced before going home to dinner, that he should expect to find all the scholars in their seats when he returned. Anyone who came in late would be punished. All the boys and some of the girls went to Mr. Bell s spruce grove as usual, fully intending to stay only long enough to "pick a chew." But spruce groves are seductive and yellow nuts of gum beguiling; they picked and loitered and strayed; and as usual the first thing that recalled them to a sense of the flight of time was Jimmy Glover shouting from the top of a patriarchal old spruce "Master s coming." The girls who were on the ground, started first and managed to reach the schoolhouse in time but without a second to spare. The boys, who had to wriggle hastily down from the trees, were later; and Anne, who had not been picking gum at all but was wandering happily in the far end of the grove, waist deep among the bracken, singing softly to herself, with a wreath of rice lilies on her hair as if she were some wild divinity of the shadowy places, was latest of all. Anne could run like a deer, however; run she did with the impish result that she overtook the boys at the door and was swept into the schoolhouse among them just as Mr. Phillips was in the act of hanging up his hat. Mr. Phillips s brief reforming energy was over; he didn t want the bother of punishing a dozen pupils; but it was necessary to do something to save his word, so he looked about for a scapegoat and found it in Anne, who had dropped into her seat, gasping for breath, with a forgotten lily wreath hanging askew over one ear and giving her a particularly rakish and disheveled appearance. "Anne Shirley, since you seem to be so fond of the boys company we shall indulge your taste for it this afternoon," he said sarcastically. "Take those flowers out of your hair and sit with Gilbert Blythe." The other boys snickered. Diana, turning pale with pity, plucked the wreath from Anne s hair and squeezed her hand. Anne stared at the master as if turned to stone. "Did you hear what I said, Anne?" queried Mr. Phillips sternly. "Yes, sir," said Anne slowly "but I didn t suppose you really meant it." "I assure you I did"--still with the sarcastic inflection which all the children, and Anne especially, hated. It flicked on the raw. "Obey me at once." For a moment Anne looked as if she meant to disobey. Then, realizing that there was no help for it, she rose haughtily, stepped across the aisle, sat down beside Gilbert Blythe, and buried her face in her arms on the desk. Ruby Gillis, who got a glimpse of it as it went down, told the others going home from school that she d "acksually never seen anything like it--it was so white, with awful little red spots in it." To Anne, this was as the end of all things. It was bad enough to be singled out for punishment from among a dozen equally guilty ones; it was worse still to be sent to sit with a boy, but that that boy should be Gilbert Blythe was heaping insult on injury to a degree utterly unbearable. Anne felt that she could not bear it and it would be of no use to try. Her whole being seethed with shame and anger and humiliation. At first the other scholars looked and whispered and giggled and nudged. But as Anne never lifted her head and as Gilbert worked fractions as if his whole soul was absorbed in them and them only, they soon returned to their own tasks and Anne was forgotten. When Mr. Phillips called the history class out Anne should have gone, but Anne did not move, and Mr. Phillips, who had been writing some verses "To Priscilla" before he called the class, was thinking about an obstinate rhyme still and never missed her. Once, when nobody was looking, Gilbert took from his desk a little pink candy heart with a gold motto on it, "You are sweet," and slipped it under the curve of Anne s arm. Whereupon Anne arose, took the pink heart gingerly between the tips of her fingers, dropped it on the floor, ground it to powder beneath her heel, and resumed her position without deigning to bestow a glance on Gilbert. When school went out Anne marched to her desk, ostentatiously took out everything therein, books and writing tablet, pen and ink, testament and arithmetic, and piled them neatly on her cracked slate. "What are you taking all those things home for, Anne?" Diana wanted to know, as soon as they were out on the road. She had not dared to ask the question before. "I am not coming back to school any more," said Anne. Diana gasped and stared at Anne to see if she meant it. "Will Marilla let you stay home?" she asked. "She ll have to," said Anne. "I ll NEVER go to school to that man again." "Oh, Anne!" Diana looked as if she were ready to cry. "I do think you re mean. What shall I do? Mr. Phillips will make me sit with that horrid Gertie Pye--I know he will because she is sitting alone. Do come back, Anne." "I d do almost anything in the world for you, Diana," said Anne sadly. "I d let myself be torn limb from limb if it would do you any good. But I can t do this, so please don t ask it. You harrow up my very soul." "Just think of all the fun you will miss," mourned Diana. "We are going to build the loveliest new house down by the brook; and we ll be playing ball next week and you ve never played ball, Anne. It s tremendously exciting. And we re going to learn a new song-- Jane Andrews is practicing it up now; and Alice Andrews is going to bring a new Pansy book next week and we re all going to read it out loud, chapter about, down by the brook. And you know you are so fond of reading out loud, Anne." Nothing moved Anne in the least. Her mind was made up. She would not go to school to Mr. Phillips again; she told Marilla so when she got home. "Nonsense," said Marilla. "It isn t nonsense at all," said Anne, gazing at Marilla with solemn, reproachful eyes. "Don t you understand, Marilla? I ve been insulted." "Insulted fiddlesticks! You ll go to school tomorrow as usual." "Oh, no." Anne shook her head gently. "I m not going back, Marilla. I ll learn my lessons at home and I ll be as good as I can be and hold my tongue all the time if it s possible at all. But I will not go back to school, I assure you." Marilla saw something remarkably like unyielding stubbornness looking out of Anne s small face. She understood that she would have trouble in overcoming it; but she re-solved wisely to say nothing more just then. "I ll run down and see Rachel about it this evening," she thought. "There s no use reasoning with Anne now. She s too worked up and I ve an idea she can be awful stubborn if she takes the notion. Far as I can make out from her story, Mr. Phillips has been carrying matters with a rather high hand. But it would never do to say so to her. I ll just talk it over with Rachel. She s sent ten children to school and she ought to know something about it. She ll have heard the whole story, too, by this time." Marilla found Mrs. Lynde knitting quilts as industriously and cheerfully as usual. "I suppose you know what I ve come about," she said, a little shamefacedly. Mrs. Rachel nodded. "About Anne s fuss in school, I reckon," she said. "Tillie Boulter was in on her way home from school and told me about it." "I don t know what to do with her," said Marilla. "She declares she won t go back to school. I never saw a child so worked up. I ve been expecting trouble ever since she started to school. I knew things were going too smooth to last. She s so high strung. What would you advise, Rachel?" "Well, since you ve asked my advice, Marilla," said Mrs. Lynde amiably--Mrs. Lynde dearly loved to be asked for advice--"I d just humor her a little at first, that s what I d do. It s my belief that Mr. Phillips was in the wrong. Of course, it doesn t do to say so to the children, you know. And of course he did right to punish her yesterday for giving way to temper. But today it was different. The others who were late should have been punished as well as Anne, that s what. And I don t believe in making the girls sit with the boys for punishment. It isn t modest. Tillie Boulter was real indignant. She took Anne s part right through and said all the scholars did too. Anne seems real popular among them, somehow. I never thought she d take with them so well." "Then you really think I d better let her stay home," said Marilla in amazement. "Yes. That is I wouldn t say school to her again until she said it herself. Depend upon it, Marilla, she ll cool off in a week or so and be ready enough to go back of her own accord, that s what, while, if you were to make her go back right off, dear knows what freak or tantrum she d take next and make more trouble than ever. The less fuss made the better, in my opinion. She won t miss much by not going to school, as far as THAT goes. Mr. Phillips isn t any good at all as a teacher. The order he keeps is scandalous, that s what, and he neglects the young fry and puts all his time on those big scholars he s getting ready for Queen s. He d never have got the school for another year if his uncle hadn t been a trustee--THE trustee, for he just leads the other two around by the nose, that s what. I declare, I don t know what education in this Island is coming to." Mrs. Rachel shook her head, as much as to say if she were only at the head of the educational system of the Province things would be much better managed. Marilla took Mrs. Rachel s advice and not another word was said to Anne about going back to school. She learned her lessons at home, did her chores, and played with Diana in the chilly purple autumn twilights; but when she met Gilbert Blythe on the road or encountered him in Sunday school she passed him by with an icy contempt that was no whit thawed by his evident desire to appease her. Even Diana s efforts as a peacemaker were of no avail. Anne had evidently made up her mind to hate Gilbert Blythe to the end of life. As much as she hated Gilbert, however, did she love Diana, with all the love of her passionate little heart, equally intense in its likes and dislikes. One evening Marilla, coming in from the orchard with a basket of apples, found Anne sitting along by the east window in the twilight, crying bitterly. "Whatever s the matter now, Anne?" she asked. "It s about Diana," sobbed Anne luxuriously. "I love Diana so, Marilla. I cannot ever live without her. But I know very well when we grow up that Diana will get married and go away and leave me. And oh, what shall I do? I hate her husband--I just hate him furiously. I ve been imagining it all out--the wedding and everything--Diana dressed in snowy garments, with a veil, and looking as beautiful and regal as a queen; and me the bridesmaid, with a lovely dress too, and puffed sleeves, but with a breaking heart hid beneath my smiling face. And then bidding Diana goodbye-e-e--" Here Anne broke down entirely and wept with increasing bitterness. Marilla turned quickly away to hide her twitching face; but it was no use; she collapsed on the nearest chair and burst into such a hearty and unusual peal of laughter that Matthew, crossing the yard outside, halted in amazement. When had he heard Marilla laugh like that before? "Well, Anne Shirley," said Marilla as soon as she could speak, "if you must borrow trouble, for pity s sake borrow it handier home. I should think you had an imagination, sure enough." CHAPTER XIV UP CHAPTER XVI 今日 - | 昨日 - | Total - since 05 June 2007 last update 2007-06-05 01 24 51 (Tue)
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メモの翻訳 Town hall The history of Shepherd’s Glen is one of opportunity and enterprise. First settled nearly a century and a half ago, its founders came here as pilgrims, searching for a new home to practice their faith and ensure the prosperity of their four families. It soon flourished into a thriving small town. Shops and businesses sprung up on what is now Main Street. The turn of the century brought tourists, eager to explore the region’s lake and rivers. And with tourists, came more businesses. In the 1950s, many of the original municipal buildings, such as the town hall and the library, were restored. The 1990s encouraged further investment, modernizing Shepherd’s Glen as it headed into the new millennium. But throughout its success, Shepherd’s Glen has always managed to remain a close-knit community, maintaining the same ideals on which it was founded. One can only hope that the founding families would be proud, if they saw the town as it is today. シェパード・グレンの歴史はチャンスと積極性に象徴される。この地に人が住み始めたのは150年近く前のことである。設立者である4人の宣教師は自らの信仰を実践し、家族の繁栄を確かなものとするため、新たな生活の地を求めてこの土地を訪れた。 ここはすぐに豊かな小さな町へと発展した。現在メイン通りとなっている場所には商店や事業所ができた。今世紀に入ると、地元の湖や川の観光に人が訪れるようになり、産業も活性化した。 50年代には市営施設の復元が行われた。この中には市役所や図書館も含まれる。90年代にはそれまで以上に投資を推進し、シェパード・グレンは新世紀に向けて近代化を遂げた。しかしこうして発展する間にも、シェパード・グレンの結束は失われることはなく、設立時の思想を維持し続けている。設立者たちが現在の町の姿を見れば誇りに思うだろうと願うばかりだ。 What should have been a normal school run home turned into tragedy last week when a freak thunderstorm washed a school bus into the raging torrent of the Toluca River. The normally placid river, swollen by nearly a week of record-breaking rainfall, was running almost 15ft higher than normal. Mark Ward, the conscientious school bus driver for Toluca County, was unprepared for what he found when entering River View Road that runs parallel with the river. The fast moving water eroded the soil underneath the asphalt, leaving it unsupported. The road suddenly collapsed as the bus pitched into the roaring river below. Carried along a white water ride for a 1/4 of a mile, amongst the screams of the petrified children, the bus became lodged under the aptly named Hope Bridge. Doctor Martin Fitch MD had just finished a house call and was on his way back to the office, following directly behind the school bus when the road gave way. Managing to stop in time Doctor Fitch got out of his car, braving the downpour, and ran alongside the river for 1/4 of a mile when the bus finally became jammed under the bridge. Without a thought for his own personal safety, Doctor Fitch jumped into the river and swam towards the bus. After breaking the rear window, he climbed inside to assess the situation. Inside he found a terrible scene. The driver, trapped by his safety-belt, had been killed when the front of the bus flooded. All of the 2nd and 3rd Grade Students survived without major injury, but appeared severely frightened by the events. The children were evacuated to the nearby Alchemilla Hospital in Silent Hill to recuperate after their ordeal. During the evacuation, the situation took another terrifying turn. His leg trapped by the partially crumpled front of the vehicle, brave 8-year-old Alex Shepherd was unable to move. Doctor Fitch knew that if Alex didn't drown, the cold waters of the Toluca River would put him into cold shock as his core temperature plummeted and he succumbed to hypothermia. Time was critical. The Doctor quickly stripped off his shirt; taking a hold of the boy, he wrapped his arms as tightly as he could around him, and then waited for the rescue crews to reach them. The heat and warmth of the doctor's body may well have been the only thing that saved Alex's life that day. It took the fire crews nearly 4 hours to finally free Alex from the wreckage of the school bus. During the entire time he was trapped in the bus, Doctor Fitch never left his side. For his feat of bravery the City council gave their highest award to Doctor Fitch, along with the Key to the City. Though tragedy struck for Martin Ward; the potential loss of all those children was averted by the selfless act of one man, Dr. Martin Fitch MD. 先週、いつも通り下校するバスを悲劇が襲った。異常な雷雨が原因でバスがトルーカ川へと転落したのだ。トルーカ川は普段は流れが穏やかな川だが、一週間近く続いた記録的な大雨によって水位が4.5メートルほど上昇していた。 スクールバスを運転していたのはマーク・ウォードさん。入念な運転手だったが、川沿いのリバービューロードの状況は予想外のものだった。事故当時、激流が道路下の土壌を侵食し、アスファルトが不安定な状態にあった。 道路の崩落に巻き込まれてバスは川に転落した。急流に流されるバスは児童の絶叫に包まれていた。400メートルほど進んだところでバスはホープ橋にせき止められた。バスにとってはまさに「希望の橋」である。 道路の崩落時、医師のマーチン・フィッチさんがバスのすぐ後ろを走っていた。往診を終えて診療所に帰る途中だった。 フィッチさんはなんとか車を止めると豪雨の中に飛び出し、バスが止まるまで川沿いに400メートル走っていった。 フィッチさんは自らの安全をいとわず、川に飛び込んでバスまで泳いでいくと後部窓を割り、中の状況を確認しようとバスに乗り込んだ。 フィッチさんが中に入ると悲惨な光景を目のあたりにすることになった。運転手のマーク・ウォードさんはシートベルトで身動きがとれず、バスの前部が浸水する頃には死亡していた。 2年生と3年生の児童は大きな怪我もなく命に別状はなかったが、一連の出来事にひどく怯えているようだった。児童は救助後、事故のショックを治療するため近くのアルケミラ病院（サイレントヒル）へと運ばれた。 こうした中、別の危機的な状況も発生していた。アレックス・シェパード君（8）が潰れた車体に足を挟まれ、バスの前部で動けなくなっていたのだ。 フィッチさんは、アレックス君が溺死していないにしても、トルーカ川の冷水が原因で低体温ショックを引き起こしてしまうと判断した。中核体温が急激に低下し、低体温症に陥っていたからである。 一刻を争う状況だった。フィッチさんはすぐに服を脱ぎ、アレックス君の体をつかんで腕をできるだけしっかりと体にまわし、レスキュー隊の到着を待った。 この日、アレックス君の生命を救うことができたのはフィッチさんの熱意と体温に他ならない。最終的に消防隊がアレックス君をバスから救出するまでに4時間を要した。アレックス君がバスの中で身動きが取れない間ずっと、フィッチさんはアレックス君の側についていた。 この勇気ある偉業を賞し、市議会はフィッチさんに最高市民栄誉賞と共に市の鍵を送った。 この日、マーク・ウォードさんを襲った出来事は不幸と言うほかない。しかしマーチン・フィッチさんの無償の行動によって、児童たちの死は避けられたのだ。 In the pursuit of creating a more perfect Way, rules must be followed and rules must be enforced. Any member who ignores this command shall be dealt with swiftly and in view of all. This shall ensure continued prosperity. It is, therefore, imperative that the effective Master Of Arms not waive in the responsibility of enacting this power until his last day in this life. In God's name, so shall it be. 道をより完全なものにするには、規律に従い、規律を励行させなければならない。この命に背く者はあらゆる措置を視野に入れた上で速やかに処罰するものとする。これにより繁栄は確かなものとなるのである。 それゆえ力の所有者はその権限を成立させる責務により、今生の終わりまでこれを放棄してはならない。 神の御名に誓い、斯くの如く。 With the truth of the old believers fractured, it is essential that one person maintain and effectuate the modern sectarian rites we have toiled so faithfully to create and protect. After taking up the mantle of this post, The Performer Of Rites shall make a pilgrimage to the edge of the forsaken region to purify himself from the sins of the past. There he will beseech the forefathers for forgiveness and understanding. In God's name, so shall it be. 旧信徒が分裂したという事実を踏まえ、分派たる我々が懸命に作り上げ守ってきた儀式は、一人の人間が受け継ぎ執り行わなければならない。 この儀式の執行者の担い手は我々が見捨てた地の外れまで巡礼し、過去の罪を清めねばならない。儀式の執行者はその地で先祖に許しと理解を請うこととなる。 神の御名に誓い、斯くの如く。 To continue on the path we have laid before us, it is vital that the people remember the road traveled. We must continually provide, update and nurture accurate records of the past that cannot be challenged by outsiders. Once the lore has been handed over, The Keeper shall confine himself to an uncorrupted sanctuary. There he shall learn the history of The Founders. In God's name, so shall it be. 我々が目の前に築いた道を歩み続けるには、過去に歩んだ道を人々が記憶していなければならない。そのため、部外者に疑われようのない正確な過去の記録を提供し、更新し、形成し続けなければならない。 伝承を受け継いだ守護者は汚れなき聖域に身を留めねばならない。そこで伝承の守護者は設立者の歴史を学ぶこととなる。 神の御名に誓い、斯くの如く。 In defense of The Tenets, it is necessary that one person preside over the punishments of any members who have fallen from the Path. These rulings must be based on complete understanding of the laws set forth and must be executed without prejudice. The Executor Of Law must not waive in the responsibility of enacting this power, he must declare his oath, in public forum, to uphold the ideals of The Book. In God's Name, so shall it be. 教義を守るためには、一人の人間が道から外れた者への処罰を取り仕切らなければならない。この処罰は法の完全な理解にもとづき、偏見なく決定されなければならない。 これを行う法の決定者はその権限を成立させる責務によりそれを放棄してはならない。また公の場で宣誓を行い、書の理念を支持しなければならない。 神の御名に誓い、斯くの如く。
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one+one 素晴らしい偶然。僕は君とぶつかった。 白い息が止まって、鼻の先が赤く染まる。 そう、素晴らしい偶然。僕は君とぶつかった。 白い息が宙に舞う。 君は目を丸くして僕を見る。 ああ、その気持ちは僕だって同じだよ。 君が居なくなって2年。 いつだって心に引っ掛かっていた君が、どうしてここに居るんだろう。 久しぶりなんて言葉じゃ埋められない溝が、確かに僕らを遠ざける。 その溝は変わらないまま、家までの坂道を歩く。 何を思って君は、僕の隣に居るのかな。 ああ、君の意志では無いだろう。 それでも、ねえ、 君の家はあっちからでも帰れるよ？ 左の指に指輪が光る。華奢な指が余計に浮き上がる。 月影に入れば、2人だけのスポットライトがあたる。 この瞬間、僕らは僕らになれるかな。 自転車の向こうに君の足音を聞きながら、夜の道を歩く。 君はずっと話し続ける。まるで僕を阻むように。 上手く行かない事ばっかり話さないでさ、楽しい事だってあるだろう？ そんな気持ちを察したように、君はため息のように微笑んで、そしてまた歩きだす。 君の長い髪が、細い肩が、透き通る肌が、その横顔が、幸せだと主張する。 愛されている事を感じさせる。 きっと、幸せなんだろう。きっと、愛されているんだろう。 そう、僕の知らない誰かに。いつか僕がそうだったように。そして今も、同じように。 僕は知らずに君を遠ざける。君は知りながら僕を遠ざける。 そう、君はその事を知っている。そして僕も知っている。きっと誰よりも、君よりも。 ああ、月影が2人を照らす。1人と1人が照らされる。 僕らは僕らになれないまま、1人と1人で歩き続ける。 見えないものを、それでも確かに痛感して、その度に僕は空を見る。 特別にはなれたって、1番にはなれないよ。 例え君が1番でも。例え君が特別でも。ああ、いつか君をさらえたら。 曲がり角で微笑んだ君に、僕は笑って手を振った。 素晴らしい偶然は偶然のまま、君の背中を見送ろう。いつか運命にしてみせる。 君が見せた笑顔は、僕の隣と何も変わらない。 君の笑顔だけが、僕の存在意義だった時と。 そうやって君は、いつだって僕を見つけてくれた。ああ、あれは夢じゃなかったんだ。 なあ、名前も顔も知らない誰か。君にあの子を預けるよ。 ただ、僕が迎えに行くまで。 僕があの子を見つけるまで、それまで。 泣かしたら承知しない。 ただ、僕はあの子を渡さない。 いつだって僕を意味付けてくれたあの子は、何よりも輝くから。 その光に手が届くのは、僕らが僕らになるのは、ほら、もうすぐだ。 back to poems
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CATEGORY Name="LoadingText" Entry Name="Ch01_Beginning01" 後ろで扉が荒々しく閉められ、彼はバークレイスクウェアの古臭い仕立屋を再び見ることはないことを知った。ロンドンの、孤独な魂。どういう訳かそれは自分に相応しい様に思われた。 /Entry The door slammed shut behind him and he knew he would never again see the old tailor at Berkeley Square. Another lone soul in London - seemed appropriate somehow. Entry Name="Ch01_Beginning02" 別の子供が彼を囃し立てた。徐々にペースを上げながら彼の名前を呼ぶ声が、その行為を促している。「これを、本当に僕がやっているのか？」そう少年は考えながら、犠牲者を石で打ち据えた。 /Entry The other children cheered him on. His name voiced in a steadily rising pace, urging him to do it. "Am I really doing this?", the young boy thought and struck his victim with a rock. Entry Name="Ch01_Beginning03" 彼は台所の床に倒れ込んだ。みぞおちへ最初の蹴りを入れられると、彼の両目には涙が湧いてきた。Hazelは、彼女も一緒に罰を受けることを恐れて、まだ隠れたまま出てこない。 /Entry He fell to the kitchen floor. Tears were beginning to well in his eyes as he received the first kick in his stomach. Hazel remained hidden, in fear she too would be punished. Entry Name="Ch01_Beginning04" バラの風味が口の中にいつまでも残った。かつてコンスタンティノープルの領事館で食べた、トルコ菓子の様だと彼は思った /Entry A fragrant taste of rose lingered in his mouth. Turkish Delights, he thought, just like the ones at the consulate in Constantinople. Entry Name="Ch01_Beginning05" ドーバーへ行くということはカンタベリーを通る事を意味する。彼は家族を無視することで起こる罪悪感を回避するために立ち寄ることを決めた。 /Entry Traveling to Dover meant going through Canterbury. He made sure to pay a visit to avoid the sense of guilt connected with neglect of family. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary01_01" 彼はラクダの背中から落ちた。砂は彼の疲れた体の形に押しのけられ、風が、顔と乾いてひび割れた唇を撫でるのを感じた。 /Entry The sand gave way to his tired body as he fell from the camel s back. He felt the wind gently sweep across his face and his dry, crusted lips. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary01_02" もう終わったよ、と男達は言った。墓は既にあらわになっていた。Tin Hinanが待っている、と歯抜けの作業監督が笑った。 /Entry It was done, the men said. The tomb had been revealed. Tin Hinan awaits, grinned the toothless foreman. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary01_03" ドーム状の暗い天井を覗き込むように、複数の像が祈りを捧げていた。 /Entry The statues were praying - gazing into the dark domed ceiling. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary02_01" アルジェで3日我慢した後、ついに地中海を越えてジブラルタルへ向かう帆船の都合がついた。英国領に着けば、後はロンドンへ向かうSS Hortensiaの客室を予約するだけだ。 /Entry After enduring three days in Algiers, a sailboat was finally arranged to take him across the Mediterranean Sea to Gibraltar. Having reached British territory, it was just a matter of reserving a cabin on SS Hortensia, headed for London. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary02_02" 布は砂漠と湿ったマスクの臭いがした。雑多に散らばっている。多すぎる、と彼は思った。いや、あるいは少なすぎるのかもしれない。 /Entry The cloth smelled of desert and damp musk. The pieces lay scrambled on top. Too many of them, he thought, or perhaps too few. Entry Name="Ch01_WaterLurker01" 彼は水面を突き破った。なんとか状況を理解しようともがく彼を暗い大西洋の海が包んだ。 /Entry He crashed through the surface. The dark Atlantic water smothered him as he struggled to make sense of the situation. Entry Name="Ch01_WaterLurker02" 何か大きいものに足を撫でられ、彼にはそれが獣のうねりに引き込まれているように感じられた。彼は水面に身体を押し上げ"助けてくれ！"と叫んだが、海はまた彼を飲み込んだ。 /Entry Something large brushed against his leg and he felt himself being dragged along by the current of the beast. He pushed himself above the surface. "Help!", he cried, as the ocean swallowed him again. Entry Name="Ch01_WaterLurker03" 気が付いたら海から引き上げられていた。穏やかな海の中、SS Hortensiaのラッカー塗装された船体が暖かな夕日に照らされて輝いている。ポルトガルの海岸へ伸びる凪いだ海の方を向いて考えた。"これも夢なのか？" /Entry He felt himself being hoisted out of the ocean. The lacquered hull of SS Hortensia glittered in the soothing warm yellow light of a setting sun. He turned his head to the calm ocean reaching towards the coast of Portugal and thought, "Is this another dream?". Entry Name="Ch01_Diary03_01" Herbertのトランクはロープで巻かれていた。鍵は壊れている。盗人の仕業だろうと彼は思った。人手を渡ってきた事を考えると、何か残っているものがあるかどうか、彼には疑問だった。 /Entry Herbert s trunk was wrapped in rope. The lock had been broken, by thieves he assumed. He wondered if anything had been left considering all the hands it had passed. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary03_02" 「これも夢なのか？」と彼は考えながら、叫ぶように悲鳴を上げた。 /Entry "Is this another dream?", he thought, and screamed at the top of his lungs. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary03_03" 彼はティーカップを皿に戻すと、リンゴでも取るかの様にオーブを掴み上げた。そして幾つかの奇妙な出来事についてじっと考えた。 /Entry He returned the tea cup to the saucer and picked up the orb as one would an apple, and pondered on the strange happenings. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary04_01" Sir William Smithの定めは決まっていた。この前の青年がなぜあんなにも禍々しい影を投げ掛けていたのか、それを知る術はなかった。 /Entry Sir William Smith had been marked. There was no way for him to know that the young man from the other day cast such a terrible shadow. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary04_02" Taylor教授は、彼の忌々しい好奇心が引き起こした出来事の2番目の犠牲者だった。 /Entry Professor Taylor was the second death caused by his damned curiosity. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary04_03" 彼は酷く呼吸を乱し、必死で叫びを噛み殺していた。彼は壊れて床に引っ繰り返っていた薬棚の割れたガラス戸に手を突き入れると、有る限りの鎮静剤を掴み取った。 /Entry He panted heavily, trying his best to keep himself from screaming. The medicine cabinet had been overturned and lay collapsed on the floor. He reached through the broken glass door and grabbed all the sedatives he could find. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary05_01" ブレネンブルクの塔は森の上に聳え立ち、真っ白な月を背景に黒い輪郭を見せていた。彼はどうしてか、悲観的な気分になることを抑えられなかった。 /Entry The dark towers of Brennenburg rose above the forest and were silhouetted against the snow-white moon. He couldn t help feeling sad for some reason. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary05_02" 馬車が城へ向かう途中、朝の太陽が松の木々で遮られては瞬き、その光が窓枠で繰り返し反射するさまを漠然と見ていた。 /Entry The morning sun flickered between the pine trees as the carriage approached the castle. A faint memory of reflections in the window pane repeated itself over and over. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary05_03" あのオーブを動かすという事は夜空の星を押して動かすようなものだ。それは起こらないことになっていた。影とは復讐を果たそうとする何かではなく、自分自身を復元しようとしている宇宙なのだ。 /Entry Moving that orb was like pushing a star in the night sky. It wasn t supposed to happen. The Shadow isn t some vengeful spirit, it is the universe catching up with itself. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary06_01" ブレネンブルクの中に美しい野生の蘭が育つのを、自然の力の証のように思っていた。悲しいかな、しかしそれはAlexanderの研究であり、花が咲くように世話されていたのだ。 /Entry The beautiful wild orchid seemed a testament to nature s strength, being able to grow inside Brennenburg. Alas, it was Alexander s studies and care which enabled the flower to blossom. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary06_02" 至聖所の目的は、常に、オーブを研究し、その力を引き出す方法も見つけ出すことにあった。けれども、彼はまだそのこと知らなかったのだ。 /Entry The purpose of the Inner Sanctum had always been to study the orbs and find a way to force them to yield their power. However, he was still unaware of this. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary06_03" あのアルジェリアの陰気な墓の中でそれが起きた時、あの青い光が彼の目を眩ませた。それは、全く同じように魅惑的で、彼はその光に近づこうとしたが、男爵は毅然とした態度で彼を引き留めた。 /Entry The blue light blinded him as it had done inside that murky tomb in Algeria. It was just as enchanting and he tried to approach it, but the baron s firm hand held him back. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary07_01" あの日、彼の中で何かが死んだ。人が息を引き取るのを観察することは、彼の精神が対処できる範囲を超えていたのだ。Something died inside of him that day. Watching that man slip away was more than his mind was willing to handle. /Entry Entry Name="Ch02_Diary07_02" 何て汚いんだと、彼は思った。彼らは人類にとって重荷でしかない。だから、善人は安心して彼らの旅立ちを見送ることができるのだ。彼らを惜しむことはないだろう。 /Entry Such filth, he thought. Good men can safely cheer their departure as they are nothing but a burden to mankind. They shall not be missed. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary07_03" 恐怖が再び彼を飲み込み始めた。彼はアヘンチンキの空瓶にまた手を伸ばし、イライラしてベッドの支柱を殴りつけた。 /Entry The fear had begun to drown him again. He reached once more for the empty bottle of Laudanum. In frustration he smashed it against the bedpost. Entry Name="Ch03_Diary08_01" 彼が腕を引っ張ったので、彼女は泣き叫びながらもがいた。彼女の花柄の夏服は引き裂かれ、彼女は泥の中に倒れ込んだ。 /Entry She cried and struggled as he pulled at her arm. Her flowered Sunday dress ripped and she fell into the mud. Entry Name="Ch03_Diary08_02" 彼は怒っていた。彼女の横柄な態度を引き合いに出し、彼女をこの物語の悪党に仕立てあげることは簡単だった。だが、彼女は死に値しなかった。彼ですらそのことはわかっていた。 /Entry He had turned angry. It was easy to take her insolence and make her the villain in this story. But she didn t deserve to die. Even he could see that. Entry Name="Ch03_Diary08_03" Alexanderは、この夜が彼の友人の心に大きな打撃を与え、至聖所から彼を閉め出してしまったのを目撃した。もうこの儀式で彼を頼りにはできなかった。 /Entry Alexander saw that the evening had taken a toll on his friend s mind and barred him from the Inner Sanctum. He could no longer be trusted to be a part of the ritual. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary01_04" 砂漠の砂丘は時化た海の波のようだ。隊商の移動中、この土地に動きは見えなかったが、キャンプ中に砂丘は移動していた。The desert dunes were like waves in a sluggish sea. While the caravan moved the land appeared motionless, but in camp the hills moved. /Entry Entry Name="Ch01_Diary01_05" 一握の砂が崩れかけた石の天井からこぼれ落ち、彼の帽子のへりを押し下げた。洞窟が突然グラグラしたので、彼は気持ちを引き締めた。 /Entry A handful of sand trickled from the crumbling stone ceiling and pushed down on the brim of his hat. He braced himself as the cavern suddenly shifted and settled. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary01_06" その石の厚板は安全な手段に思えた。二度と動かすことはできそうになかった。 /Entry The stone slab looked like a safety measure. It wasn t meant to be moved ever again. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary02_03" それは避けようがないものとなっていた。通りの騒ぎが彼の注意を引いた。彼が雨戸を開けると、フランス兵が反撃してくる二人の若い男に発砲していた。彼らの声は、硝煙のかすみの中で沈黙した。 /Entry It became impossible to avoid. The commotion in the streets begged for his attention. As he opened the shutters the French soldiers opened fire on the two young men fighting back. Their voices were silenced in a haze of gun smoke. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary02_04" 彼は苦しそうにあえぎながらカスバの壁の側に座った。汗が彼の額からしたたり落ち、砂に覆われた地面の上にこぼれた。 /Entry He sat down by the Casbah wall gasping for air. Sweat poured from his forehead and onto the sand veiled ground. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary03_04" 外に出た時、彼の顔を薄く冷たい霧が触れた。ロンドンの天気はひどくなりそうだったが、彼に対処できる類のひどさだった。 /Entry The thin cold mist brushed his face as he stepped outside. London weather could be cruel, but it was the kind of cruelty he could handle. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary03_05" 彼はベッドを降り、窓を見た。外は完全な闇だった。彼は待ち、古い時計をちらっと見て、もうしばらく待った。四時になり、彼は思った。十分だと。 /Entry He climbed out of bed and looked out the window. It was completely dark. He waited, glanced at the old clock, and waited some more. Four o clock, he thought, it s enough. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary03_06" 彼はその切片を組み合わせようとした。だが、砂丘のように、見ていない間にずれてしまうのだった。 /Entry He tried to fit the pieces together, but like the sand dunes, they shifted when you weren t looking. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary04_04" その奇妙な手紙は、彼を怯えさせた。しかしそれはまた、何かしらの安らぎを与えてくれる唯一のものでもあった。 /Entry The strange letter frightened him, but it was also the only one which offered some comfort. Entry Name="Ch01_Diary04_05" 彼は、君主についての本を、銅版画を探しながらペラペラめくり、そして数えた。ヨーロッパ全体で九人の王様が、手にオーブをもって描かれていた。 /Entry He flipped through the Book of Monarchs looking for etchings and counted. Nine different kings from all over Europe had been depicted with an orb resting in their hands. Entry Name="Ch02_Prison01" 彼は特別闇を恐れなかったが、地下室に入るのはいつも嫌っていた。彼の父は、彼に赤い染料を取ってくるようせき立てた。彼が暗闇の中に足を踏み入れた時、彼は思った。「闇からは決して逃げられない」と。 /Entry He wasn t particularly afraid of the dark, but he had always disliked going into the basement. His father urged him on to fetch the red dye. As he stepped into the dark, he thought, "I will never escape this". Entry Name="Ch02_Prison02" 青色の染料が、ものすごい音を立てながら倒れてきた。彼の父は耳障りな音が突然響くのを聞き、上の階から怒鳴りつけた。だが、罰の必要はなかった。彼は既に父のベルトの針を感じていたのだ。 /Entry The blue colored tint came crashing down. His father heard the jar break and yelled from upstairs. There was no need for punishment. He could already feel the sting of his father s belt. Entry Name="Ch02_Prison03" 彼は、幼かった頃のように泣き叫んだ。割れたガラスに裸の足の裏を切り裂かれながら、彼は、暗い地下室でたった一人だった。そして、血が青い染料と混じり合った。 /Entry He cried like the little boy he was. All alone in the dark basement, broken glass tearing at the flesh of his naked feet, and blood mixed with blue tint. Entry Name="Ch02_Sewer01" Henry Bedloeは、彼の無情な母親の怒りを携えて、学校に行った。彼は決して泣きはしなかったが、代わりに他のものたちを泣かせた。苦痛とはそのようなものだ。悲しみとなるか、怒りとなるか、どちらか一つだ。Henryは常に後者を選んだ。 /Entry Henry Bedloe went to class carrying the anger of his bitter mother. He never cried, he made others cry instead. Pain is like that, you either become sad or you become angry. Henry always chose the latter. Entry Name="Ch02_Sewer02" どんな逃げ道もありはしない。あなたは常にこうした事を抱えて生きるしかないんだ。よくも彼は、Henryが道の向こうや家にまで現れるとわかったものだね？彼はそんなに怒り狂うのか？彼はそんな風に振る舞うのか？ /Entry There is never any escape. Things like this live with you always. How could he know if Henry would show up down the road or even at his house? Is he that mad? Would he do that? Entry Name="Ch03_Captured01" Hazelは夏の間中ベッドで過ごした。彼は、父の仕事の手伝いをした後、彼女に本を読んだものだった。彼の心の中では、彼はシェヘラザードのようであった。物語を話し続ける限り、彼女は死なないように思えた。 /Entry Hazel spent all summer in bed. He used to read to her after helping father with his work. In his mind he was like Scheherazade, and as long as he kept telling the story she would not die. Entry Name="Ch03_Captured02" Hazelが15歳になった時、彼女はTate医師が予想したより三年も長く生きていた。彼女の家族は看病に疲れ切ってしまい、カンタベリーホスピスの緩和ケアに彼女を委ねていた。だが、彼女はまだ生きていた。彼女は彼を抱擁し、彼にアルジェリアの壮大な冒険話をせがんだ。 /Entry When Hazel turned fifteen she had lived three years longer than doctor Tate had foreseen. Her parents had given up from exhaustion and decided to have her committed for permanent treatment at Canterbury Hospice, but she was still alive. She had embraced him and wished him a grand adventure in Algeria. Entry Name="Ch03_Zimmerman01" Alexanderは黙ってしまった。彼は、何を言えばいいか分からなかった。もう彼は、客車の向こうに座っている友人に気づきもしないだろう。 /Entry Alexander became silent. He didn t know what to say. He could no longer recognize his friend sitting across the carriage. Entry Name="Ch03_Zimmerman02" 叫び声は止み、彼は独房からのささやき声を聞いた。彼らは何か企んでいて、彼は罰を与えざるをえなかった。 /Entry The crying had stopped and he could hear a whisper coming from the cell. They were up to something and he would have to punish them. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary05_04" 見知らぬ土地へと注意深く足を踏み出しながら、彼は肩越しに旅の連れを見た。従者は最後の挨拶に帽子のつばに触れた。 /Entry Carefully treading the unknown land, he looked over his shoulder at his travel companions. The outrider touched the brim of his hat as a final farewell. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary05_05" 彼は、オーブを保護している布を解いた。Alexanderは手を伸ばし、布を拾い上げ、明かりに向かってかざした。「覆いをかけろ」と彼は言った。「ずっと覆っているんだ」。 /Entry He unraveled the cloth protecting the orb. Alexander reached out, picked it up, and held it up against the light. "Cover it", he said, "Keep it covered at all times". Entry Name="Ch02_Diary05_06" 召使いは彼を避けた。それにもかかわらず、彼らいた場所が、彼にはわかった。彼らはみな、クローブやセージが染み込んだ神秘的な香りのする香料入りのワインの匂いがしたのだ。 /Entry The servants avoided him, yet he knew they were there. They all smelled of spiced wine, a mystic scent permeated by clove and sage. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary06_04" 彼は、眼がこの闇に慣れるのを待っていたが、形も輪郭も現れなかった。 /Entry He waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, but no shape or contour appeared. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary06_05" まるで出血し始めたかのように、壁から赤い染みが吹き出した。彼は、この光景が青い揺らめきを飲み込み始めた時、恐怖で泣き叫んだ。 /Entry The red taint burst from the walls as if they had begun to bleed. He cried out in fear as the spectacle began to consume the blue shimmer. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary06_06" Alexanderは、手遅れになる前に儀式を終わらす方法があるに違いないと承知していた。彼は、友人にvitaeを収穫する方法を教えなければならなかった。それだけは確かだった。 /Entry Alexander knew there must be a way to finish the ritual before it was too late. He had to teach his friend to harvest the vitae. That much was certain. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary07_04" それはやり過ぎだった。男はあえぎ、もう、鞭打ちの合間にも正しく呼吸出来ていなかった。彼は不機嫌そうにダマスカスローズオイルを探しだした。 /Entry It had gone too far. The man was suffocating as he could no longer breath properly between the lashes. Displeased, he started to look for the Damascus rose oil. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary07_05" どろどろした液体が彼の舌に広がった。彼は、最後の一滴までこぼすまいと、一気に飲み干した。窓を通して、彼は広がる森や朝日を見た。「これにそもそも終わりはあるのか？」、そう彼は思った。 /Entry The thick liquid spread across his tongue. He swallowed excessively to consume every drop. He looked through the window at the widespread forest and the morning sun. "Will this ever end?", he thought. Entry Name="Ch02_Diary07_06" 注意深くその男を切り開きながら、彼は思った。「これは、父が自分の作品に感じていたはずのことだ。職人であるかどうかは、繊細な仕事を成し遂げるその技術によるのであり、ある種の誇りを与えてくれるのだ」。 /Entry Carefully cutting the man open made him think, "This is how father must feel about his craft. Being an artisan, relying on one s skill to perform something so delicate, grants a certain form of pride". Entry Name="Ch03_Diary08_04" 彼女の抜け殻となった姿は、彼の心を折ってしまった。彼はその光景から眼をそらそうとしたができなかった。代わりに彼は、倒れ込んでひざまづき、彼女の許しを請うた。 /Entry The sight of her lifeless body crippled his psyche. He tried to remove himself from the scene, but he could not. Instead he fell to his knees and begged her for forgiveness. Entry Name="Ch03_Diary08_05" 人生を通じて、彼は自分が善人だと思ってきた。恐ろしい行為は、例えばいじめっ子のHenry Bedloeのような恐ろしい者たちが行うだけなのだと。だが、いま彼は、自分自身が為し得たことを見ていた。 /Entry All his life he had thought that he was a good man. Terrible deeds were only committed by terrible people, like Henry Bedloe, the bully in school, but now he had seen what he himself could do. Entry Name="Ch03_Diary08_06" もしAlexanderがいなければ、彼は未だに清廉潔白であったろうし、清廉潔白なまま死ぬことができただろう。 /Entry If it wasn t for Alexander, he would still be innocent and be able to die so. /CATEGORY
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「Theme from Fist of the North Star 〜The Road of Lords〜」(テーマ・フロム・フィスト・オブ・ザ・ノース・スター ザ・ロード・オブ・ローズ)は、松本孝弘の楽曲。作曲は松本孝弘。編曲は松本孝弘・徳永暁人。 映画「真救世主伝説 北斗の拳 ラオウ伝 殉愛の章」のテーマソングとして書き下ろされた楽曲。続編「真救世主伝説 北斗の拳 ラオウ伝 激闘の章」でもテーマソングとして使用された。のちにアルバム『New Horizon』ではリアレンジした上での収録対象として「BLACK JACK」と比較検討された(*1)。 アルバム未収録。ライブ未演奏。 タイアップ 真救世主伝説 北斗の拳 ラオウ伝 殉愛の章 テーマソング 真救世主伝説 北斗の拳 ラオウ伝 激闘の章 テーマソング 名前 コメント B’zの松本さんの楽曲で、（真救世主伝説 北斗の拳 ラオウ伝）のテーマソングですが、来月に発売されるソロアルバムに収録はされますか？是非、CD化されますように願っています。 -- 澤 崇 (2012-05-27 23 37 49)
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PART II 21. Air (Soprano) Hear ye, Israel; hear what the Lord speaketh “Oh, hadst thou heeded My commandments! Who hath believed our report to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?” Thus saith the Lord, the Redeemer of Israel, and His Holy One, to him oppressed by Tyrants; thus saith the Lord “I am He that comforteth; be not afraid, for I am Thy god, I will strengthen thee. Say, who art thou, that thou art afraid of a man that shall die; and forgetest the Lord thy Maker, Who hath stretched forth the heavens, and laid the earth’s foundations? Be not afraid, for I, thy God, will strengthen thee.” (Isaiah XLVIII 1, 18, LIII 1, XLIX 7, XLI 10, LI 12,13) 22. Chorus Be not afraid, saith God the Lord. Be not afraid! Thy help is near. (Isaiah XLI 10; Psalm XCI 7) 23. Recitative Elijah The Lord hath exalted thee from among the people and o’er His people Israel hath made thee king. But thou, Ahab, hast done evil to provoke Him to anger above all that were before thee as if it had been a light thing for thee to walk in the sins of Jeroboam. Thou hast made a grove and an altar to Baal, and served him and worshipped him. Thou hast killed the righteous, and also taken possession. And the Lord shall smite all Israel, as a reed is shaken in the water; and He shall give Israel up, and thou shalt know He is the Lord. (I Kings XIV 7, 9, 15, XVI 30-33) Recitative with Chorus The Queen (Jezebel, King Ahab’s wife) Hast thou not heard he hath prophesied against all Israel? Chorus We heard it with our ears. The Queen Hath he not prophesied also against the king of Israel? Chorus We heard it with our ears. The Queen And why hath he spoken in the name of the Lord? Doth Ahab govern the kingdom of Israel while Elijah’s power is greater than the king’s? The gods do so to me, and more, if, by tomorrow about this time, I make not his life as the life of one of them whom he hath sacrificed at the brook of Kishon! Chorus He shall perish! The Queen Hath he not destroyed Baal’s prophets? Chorus He shall perish! The Queen Yea, by the sword he destroyed them all! Chorus He destroyed them all! The Queen He also closed the heavens! Chorus He also closed the heavens! The Queen And called down a famine upon the land. Chorus And called down a famine upon the land. The Queen So go ye forth and seize Elijah, for he is worthy to die; slaughter him! Do unto him as he hath done! 24. Chorus Woe to him, he shall perish; he closed the heavens! And why hath he spoken in the Name of the Lord? Let the guilty prophet perish! He hath spoken falsely against our land and us, as we have heard with our ears. So go ye forth; seize on him! He shall die! (Jeremiah XXVI 9, 11; I Kings XVIII 10, XXI 7; Ecclesiasticus XLVIII 2, 3) 25. Recitative Obadiah Man of God, now let my words be precious in thy sight. Thus saith Jezebel “Elijah is worthy to die.” So the mighty gather against thee, and they have prepared a net for thy steps; that they may seize thee, that they may slay thee. Arise, then, and hasten for thy life; to the wilderness journey. The Lord thy God doth go with thee he will not fail thee, He will not forsake thee. Now begone, and bless me also. Elijah Though stricken, they have not grieved! Tarry here, my servant the Lord be with thee. I journey hence to the wilderness. (II Kings I 1,3; Jeremiah V 3, XXVI 11; Psalm LIX 3; I Kings XIX 3,4; Deut. XXXI 6; Exodus XII 32; I Samuel XVII 37) 26. Air Elijah It is enough; O Lord, now take my life for I am not better than my fathers! I desire to live no longer now let me die, for my days are but vanity! I have been very jealous for the Lord God of Hosts! For the children of Israel have broken Thy covenant, and thrown down thine altars and slain all Thy prophets slain them with the sword and I, even I, only am left; and they seek my life to take it away. (Job VII 16; I Kings XIX 4,10) 27. Recitative (Tenor) See, now he sleepeth beneath a juniper tree in the wilderness and there the angels of the Lord encamp round about all them that fear Him. (I Kings XIX 5; Psalm XXXIV 7) 29. Chorus Angels He, watching over Israel, slumbers not, nor sleeps. Shouldst thou, walking in grief, languish, He will quicken thee. (Psalms CXXI 4, CXXXVIII 7) 30. Recitative The Angel Arise, Elijah, for thou hast a long journey before thee. Forty days and forty nights shalt thou go to Horeb, the mount of God. (I Kings XIX 7,8) Elijah O Lord, I have labored in vain; yea, I have spent my strength for nought! O that Thou wouldst rend the heavens, that Thou wouldst come down; that the mountains would flow down at Thy presence, to make Thy name known to Thine adversaries, through the wonders of Thy works! O Lord, why hast Thou made them to err from Thy ways, and hardened their hearts that they do not fear Thee? O that I now might die! (Isaiah XLIX 4, LXIV 1, 2, LXIII 17; I Kings XIX 4) 31. Air The Angel (Mezzo-Soprano) O rest in the Lord; wait patiently for Him, then He shall give thee thy heart’s desires. Commit thy way unto Him, and trust in Him, and fret not thyself because of evil doers. (Psalm XXXVII 1, 4, 7) 33. Recitative Elijah Night falleth round me, O Lord! Be not Thou far from me! Hide not Thy face, O Lord, from me; my soul is thirsting for Thee, as a thirsty land. The Angel (Soprano) Arise, now! Get thee without, stand on the mount before the Lord; for there His glory will appear and shine on thee! Thy face must be veiled, for He draweth near. (Psalm CXLIII 6, 7; I Kings XIX 11, 13) 34. Chorus Behold! God the Lord passed by! And a mighty wind rent the mountains around, broke in pieces the rocks, broke them before the Lord but yet the Lord was not in the tempest. Behold! God the Lord passed by! And the sea was upheaved, and the earth was shaken but yet the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake there came a fire but yet the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire there came a still small voice and in that still voice, onward came the Lord. (I Kings XIX 11, 12) 36. Recitative Elijah I go on my way in the strength of the Lord. For Thou art my Lord; and I will suffer for Thy sake. My heart is therefore glad, my glory rejoiceth, and my flesh shall also rest in hope. (Psalms LXXI 16, XVI 9) 38. Chorus Then did Elijah the prophet break forth like a fire; his words appeared like burning torches. Mighty kings by him were overthrown. He stood on the mount of Sinai, and heard the judgments of the future; and in Horeb, its vengeance. And when the Lord would take him away to heaven, lo! There came a fiery chariot, with fiery horses; and he went by a whirlwind to heaven. (Ecclesiasticus XLVIII 1, 6, 7; II Kings II 1, 11) 39. Air (Tenor) Then shall the righteous shine forth as the sun in their heavenly Father’s realm. Joy on their head shall be for everlasting, and all sorrow and mourning shall flee away forever. (St. Matthew XIII 43, Isaiah LI 11) 42. Chorus And then your light shall break forth as the light of the morning breaketh; and your health shall speedily spring forth then; and the glory of the Lord ever shall reward you. Lord, our Creator, how excellent Thy name is in all the nations! Thou fillest heaven with Thy glory. Amen. (Isaiah LVIII 8, Psalm VIII 1) PART II 21. Air (Soprano) Hear ye, Israel; hear what the Lord speaketh “Oh, hadst thou heeded My commandments! Who hath believed our report to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?” Thus saith the Lord, the Redeemer of Israel, and His Holy One, to him oppressed by Tyrants; thus saith the Lord “I am He that comforteth; be not afraid, for I am Thy god, I will strengthen thee. Say, who art thou, that thou art afraid of a man that shall die; and forgetest the Lord thy Maker, Who hath stretched forth the heavens, and laid the earth’s foundations? Be not afraid, for I, thy God, will strengthen thee.” (Isaiah XLVIII 1, 18, LIII 1, XLIX 7, XLI 10, LI 12,13) 22. Chorus Be not afraid, saith God the Lord. Be not afraid! Thy help is near. (Isaiah XLI 10; Psalm XCI 7) 23. Recitative Elijah The Lord hath exalted thee from among the people and o’er His people Israel hath made thee king. But thou, Ahab, hast done evil to provoke Him to anger above all that were before thee as if it had been a light thing for thee to walk in the sins of Jeroboam. Thou hast made a grove and an altar to Baal, and served him and worshipped him. Thou hast killed the righteous, and also taken possession. And the Lord shall smite all Israel, as a reed is shaken in the water; and He shall give Israel up, and thou shalt know He is the Lord. (I Kings XIV 7, 9, 15, XVI 30-33) Recitative with Chorus The Queen (Jezebel, King Ahab’s wife) Hast thou not heard he hath prophesied against all Israel? Chorus We heard it with our ears. The Queen Hath he not prophesied also against the king of Israel? Chorus We heard it with our ears. The Queen And why hath he spoken in the name of the Lord? Doth Ahab govern the kingdom of Israel while Elijah’s power is greater than the king’s? The gods do so to me, and more, if, by tomorrow about this time, I make not his life as the life of one of them whom he hath sacrificed at the brook of Kishon! Chorus He shall perish! The Queen Hath he not destroyed Baal’s prophets? Chorus He shall perish! The Queen Yea, by the sword he destroyed them all! Chorus He destroyed them all! The Queen He also closed the heavens! Chorus He also closed the heavens! The Queen And called down a famine upon the land. Chorus And called down a famine upon the land. The Queen So go ye forth and seize Elijah, for he is worthy to die; slaughter him! Do unto him as he hath done! 24. Chorus Woe to him, he shall perish; he closed the heavens! And why hath he spoken in the Name of the Lord? Let the guilty prophet perish! He hath spoken falsely against our land and us, as we have heard with our ears. So go ye forth; seize on him! He shall die! (Jeremiah XXVI 9, 11; I Kings XVIII 10, XXI 7; Ecclesiasticus XLVIII 2, 3) 25. Recitative Obadiah Man of God, now let my words be precious in thy sight. Thus saith Jezebel “Elijah is worthy to die.” So the mighty gather against thee, and they have prepared a net for thy steps; that they may seize thee, that they may slay thee. Arise, then, and hasten for thy life; to the wilderness journey. The Lord thy God doth go with thee he will not fail thee, He will not forsake thee. Now begone, and bless me also. Elijah Though stricken, they have not grieved! Tarry here, my servant the Lord be with thee. I journey hence to the wilderness. (II Kings I 1,3; Jeremiah V 3, XXVI 11; Psalm LIX 3; I Kings XIX 3,4; Deut. XXXI 6; Exodus XII 32; I Samuel XVII 37) 26. Air Elijah It is enough; O Lord, now take my life for I am not better than my fathers! I desire to live no longer now let me die, for my days are but vanity! I have been very jealous for the Lord God of Hosts! For the children of Israel have broken Thy covenant, and thrown down thine altars and slain all Thy prophets slain them with the sword and I, even I, only am left; and they seek my life to take it away. (Job VII 16; I Kings XIX 4,10) 27. Recitative (Tenor) See, now he sleepeth beneath a juniper tree in the wilderness and there the angels of the Lord encamp round about all them that fear Him. (I Kings XIX 5; Psalm XXXIV 7) 29. Chorus Angels He, watching over Israel, slumbers not, nor sleeps. Shouldst thou, walking in grief, languish, He will quicken thee. (Psalms CXXI 4, CXXXVIII 7) 30. Recitative The Angel Arise, Elijah, for thou hast a long journey before thee. Forty days and forty nights shalt thou go to Horeb, the mount of God. (I Kings XIX 7,8) Elijah O Lord, I have labored in vain; yea, I have spent my strength for nought! O that Thou wouldst rend the heavens, that Thou wouldst come down; that the mountains would flow down at Thy presence, to make Thy name known to Thine adversaries, through the wonders of Thy works! O Lord, why hast Thou made them to err from Thy ways, and hardened their hearts that they do not fear Thee? O that I now might die! (Isaiah XLIX 4, LXIV 1, 2, LXIII 17; I Kings XIX 4) 31. Air The Angel (Mezzo-Soprano) O rest in the Lord; wait patiently for Him, then He shall give thee thy heart’s desires. Commit thy way unto Him, and trust in Him, and fret not thyself because of evil doers. (Psalm XXXVII 1, 4, 7) 33. Recitative Elijah Night falleth round me, O Lord! Be not Thou far from me! Hide not Thy face, O Lord, from me; my soul is thirsting for Thee, as a thirsty land. The Angel (Soprano) Arise, now! Get thee without, stand on the mount before the Lord; for there His glory will appear and shine on thee! Thy face must be veiled, for He draweth near. (Psalm CXLIII 6, 7; I Kings XIX 11, 13) 34. Chorus Behold! God the Lord passed by! And a mighty wind rent the mountains around, broke in pieces the rocks, broke them before the Lord but yet the Lord was not in the tempest. Behold! God the Lord passed by! And the sea was upheaved, and the earth was shaken but yet the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake there came a fire but yet the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire there came a still small voice and in that still voice, onward came the Lord. (I Kings XIX 11, 12) 36. Recitative Elijah I go on my way in the strength of the Lord. For Thou art my Lord; and I will suffer for Thy sake. My heart is therefore glad, my glory rejoiceth, and my flesh shall also rest in hope. (Psalms LXXI 16, XVI 9) 38. Chorus Then did Elijah the prophet break forth like a fire; his words appeared like burning torches. Mighty kings by him were overthrown. He stood on the mount of Sinai, and heard the judgments of the future; and in Horeb, its vengeance. And when the Lord would take him away to heaven, lo! There came a fiery chariot, with fiery horses; and he went by a whirlwind to heaven. (Ecclesiasticus XLVIII 1, 6, 7; II Kings II 1, 11) 39. Air (Tenor) Then shall the righteous shine forth as the sun in their heavenly Father’s realm. Joy on their head shall be for everlasting, and all sorrow and mourning shall flee away forever. (St. Matthew XIII 43, Isaiah LI 11) 42. Chorus And then your light shall break forth as the light of the morning breaketh; and your health shall speedily spring forth then; and the glory of the Lord ever shall reward you. Lord, our Creator, how excellent Thy name is in all the nations! Thou fillest heaven with Thy glory. Amen. (Isaiah LVIII 8, Psalm VIII 1) Mendelssohn,Felix/Elijah