0.09|Chronicles of the DarkOne| Delise Vann

黄昏の森の中、 彼はぽつんと立っていた。

太陽がゆっくり落ちていくと、彼の独り言が空気中にあふれた。 彼の言葉は、日が暮れる共に詩へと変わった。

DarkOneは一人、それを耳にした。 最初は、DarkOneには、それがわからなかった。 しかし、詩が完成していくにつれ、DarkOneはうなづき始め、つぶやいた。 深く黒い瞳が、遠くの方でかすかに光りだした。 「そうか、彼は時間に取り残されたのだ。」


In the evening twilight of the forest he stood alone. Slowly as the light of day did fade, so did his soliloquy begin.  The words twisted and spiraled into poetry, it flowed from his mouth like black silk into the air.

Only the DarkOne heard as the words ceased from the ghost’s lips. “Ah, Father Time has left him to his fate.” he whispered. His black eyes shimmered in the distance.

Motivation for writing

This is one of the characters from a miniseries I started about a trans dimensional entity plagued constantly by the selfish desires of humans. I plan to turn this into a comic someday, so I’ve started translating each section into Japanese as I write.


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