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Jon
瓊恩
Whitetree, the village was named on Sam's old maps. Jon did not think it much of a village. Four tumbledown oneroom houses of unmortared stone surrounded an empty sheepfold and a well. The houses were roofed with sod, the windows shuttered with ragged pieces of hide. And above them loomed the pale limbs and dark red leaves of a monstrous great weirwood.
根據(jù)山姆找到的古老地圖，這里叫白樹(shù)村，但在瓊恩眼中，此地實(shí)在算不上什么村莊：四棟單以石塊砌成，沒(méi)刷砂漿的單房屋子，業(yè)已倒塌，環(huán)繞著空空的羊圈和一口井。房舍的屋頂鋪著草皮，窗戶(hù)則用破爛的毛皮遮蓋。房屋上方有一棵高大畸形的魚(yú)梁木，暗紅的葉子，蒼白的枝干。
It was the biggest tree Jon Snow had ever seen, the trunk near eight feet wide, the branches spreading so far that the entire village was shaded beneath its canopy. The size did not disturb him so much as the face... the mouth especially, no simple carved slash, but a jagged hollow large enough to swallow a sheep.
這是瓊恩·雪諾畢生所見(jiàn)最大的一棵樹(shù)，樹(shù)干寬近八尺，枝葉繁茂擴(kuò)張，將整個(gè)村落都籠罩于下。但真正令他不安的并非樹(shù)的體積，而是樹(shù)上那張臉……尤其是那張嘴。那并非一條簡(jiǎn)單的橫向切割，而是一個(gè)鋸齒狀的空洞，大小足以吞下一只羊。
Those are not sheep bones, though. Nor is that a sheep's skull in the ashes.
但灰燼里的東西不是羊骨，不是羊的頭顱。
An old tree. Mormont sat his horse, frowning. "Old," his raven agreed from his shoulder. "Old, old, old."
“一棵古樹(shù)。”莫爾蒙坐在馬上，皺緊眉頭。“古樹(shù)！”他的烏鴉站在他肩膀上出聲贊同，“古樹(shù)，古樹(shù)，古樹(shù)！”
And powerful. Jon could feel the power.
“它蘊(yùn)涵著力量。”這股力量連瓊恩都能感覺(jué)到。
Thoren Smallwood dismounted beside the trunk, dark in his plate and mail. "Look at that face. Small wonder men feared them, when they first came to Westeros. I'd like to take an axe to the bloody thing myself."
一身黑甲的索倫·斯莫伍德在樹(shù)干旁下馬，“瞧瞧這張臉，難怪當(dāng)初人類(lèi)剛到維斯特洛時(shí)見(jiàn)了會(huì)懼怕，連我都想操起斧頭把這鬼東西砍掉。”
