十八、终末之诗II

1：Give it a body, again.

1：再一次赋予他身体。

2：Yes. Player...

2：是的，玩家......

1：Use its name.

1：称呼他的名字。

2：[PLAYERNAME]. Player of games.

2：[玩家名字]，游戏的玩家。

1：Good.

1：很好。

2：Take a breath, now. Take another. Feel air in your lungs. Let your limbs return. Yes, move your fingers. Have a body again, under gravity, in air. Respawn in the long dream. There you are. Your body touching the universe again at every point, as though you were separate things. As though we were separate things.

2：深呼吸，再深呼吸一次。感受空气充盈你的肺叶。让你的四肢回归。运动你的手指。再次感受你的身体，在重力下，在空气中。在长梦中重生。你感受到了。你的身体再一次触碰着宇宙的每一处，仿佛你是一群独立的个体。仿佛我们是一群独立的个体。

1：Who are we? Once we were called the spirit of the mountain. Father sun, mother moon. Ancestral spirits, animal spirits. Jinn. Ghosts. The green man. Then gods, demons. Angels. Poltergeists. Aliens, extraterrestrials. Leptons, quarks. The words change. We do not change.

1：我们是谁？我们一度被称为山的魂魄。太阳父亲，月亮母亲。古老的英灵，动物的魂魄。神祗。鬼魂。小绿人。而后是神，恶魔，天使。喧闹鬼。外星人，地外生物。轻粒子，夸克。词语不断地变化。我们始终如一。

2：We are the universe. We are everything you think isn't you. You are looking at us now, through your skin and your eyes. And why does the universe touch your skin, and throw light on you? To see you, player. To know you. And to be known. I shall tell you a story.

2：我们是宇宙。我们是一切你认为的除你之外的事物。现在你正在看着我们，用你的眼睛与肌肤。而为什么宇宙触摸你的皮肤，向你投出一片光芒？为了看到你，玩家。为了彼此了解。我要告诉你一个故事。