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Mord grunted and opened his thick fingers. The wind took the plate, flipping it over as it fell. A handful of beans sprayed back at them as the food tumbled out of sight.
莫德咕噥著松開他肥胖的手指。強風吹走盤子，墜落的途中不斷翻滾。食物飛出視線，還有幾顆豆子被吹回來。
The turnkey laughed, his gut shaking like a bowl of pudding.
獄卒哈哈大笑，肚子像一碗布丁似地搖晃。
Tyrion felt a pang of rage. You fucking son of a pox-ridden ass, he spat. I hope you die of a bloody flux.
提利昂只覺怒火中燒。你這操他媽狗娘養(yǎng)的爛貨，他啐道，祝你早日七孔流血而死。
For that, Mord gave him a kick, driving a steel-toed boot hard into Tyrion’s ribs on the way out.
因為他這番話，莫德出去的時候，狠狠踢了他一腳，鋼靴正中提利昂的肋骨。
I take it back! he gasped as he doubled over on the straw. I’ll kill you myself, I swear it! The heavy iron-bound door slammed shut. Tyrion heard the rattle of keys.
我收回剛說的話！他倒在稻草堆上，喘著氣說，我要親自宰了你，我發(fā)誓！厚重的鐵門轟地關(guān)上，提利昂聽見鑰匙轉(zhuǎn)動的聲音。
For a small man, he had been cursed with a dangerously big mouth, he reflected as he crawled back to his corner of what the Arryns laughably called their dungeon.
對他這樣的小個子而言，他很不幸地生了張非常危險的大嘴巴，他一邊爬回角落一邊想，艾林家的人竟把這稱為他們的地牢，真叫人哭笑不得。
He huddled beneath the thin blanket that was his only bedding, staring out at a blaze of empty blue sky and distant mountains that seemed to go on forever, wishing he still had the shadowskin cloak he’d won from Marillion at dice, after the singer had stolen it off the body of that brigand chief.
他蜷縮在薄薄的氈子下——那是他惟一的被褥——向外望著那片刺眼的空虛藍天，以及好似漫無邊際的縹緲峰巒，暗想著如果還保有那件影子山貓皮披風，不知該有多好。披風是馬瑞里安從山賊頭目的尸首上扒去的，后來歌手和他賭骰子輸了，便落入他手中。
The skin had smelled of blood and mold, but it was warm and thick.
山貓皮雖然散發(fā)著霉味和血腥，卻很溫暖厚實。
Mord had taken it the moment he laid eyes on it.
可惜莫德一看到便把它搶走了。
The wind tugged at his blanket with gusts sharp as talons. His cell was miserably small, even for a dwarf.
尖如利爪的勁風扯著他的毛毯。即使對他這個侏儒來說，牢房也嫌太小。
Not five feet away, where a wall ought to have been, where a wall would be in a proper dungeon, the floor ended and the sky began.
倘若這里真是地牢，那么不到五英尺外，原本應(yīng)該有墻。相反，那里卻是地板盡頭和天空的交界。
He had plenty of fresh air and sunshine, and the moon and stars by night, but Tyrion would have traded it all in an instant for the dankest, gloomiest pit in the bowels of the Casterly Rock.
雖然這里白天空氣新鮮，陽光耀眼，夜里也有繁星與明月，提利昂卻寧可拿凱巖城底部最陰暗潮濕的坑洞來交換。
背景介紹:
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