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Prologue
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The comet's tail spread across the dawn, a red slash that bled above the crags of Dragonstone like a wound in the pink and purple sky.
彗星的尾巴划过清晨，好似紫红天幕上的一道伤口，在龙石岛的危崖绝壁上空汩汩泣血。
The maester stood on the windswept balcony outside his chambers. It was here the ravens came, after long flight. Their droppings speckled the gargoyles that rose twelve feet tall on either side of him, a hellhound and a wyvern, two of the thousand that brooded over the walls of the ancient fortress. When first he came to Dragonstone, the army of stone grotesques had made him uneasy, but as the years passed he had grown used to them. Now he thought of them as old friends. The three of them watched the sky together with foreboding.
老学士独自伫立在卧房外狂风怒吼的阳台上。信鸦长途跋涉之后，正是于此停息。两尊十二尺高的石像立在两侧，一边是地狱犬，一边是长翼龙，其上洒布着乌鸦粪便。这样的石像鬼为数过千，蹲踞于瓦雷利亚古城高墙之上。当年他初抵龙石岛，曾因满城的狰狞石像而局促不安。随着时光流逝，他已日渐习惯，如今他视他们为老友，三人并肩，惴惴不安地凝望天帷。
The maester did not believe in omens. And yet... old as he was, Cressen had never seen a comet half so bright, nor yet that color, that terrible color, the color of blood and flame and sunsets. He wondered if his gargoyles had ever seen its like. They had been here so much longer than he had, and would still be here long after he was gone. If stone tongues could speak...
老学士向来不信预兆，话虽如此，但活到这把年纪，克礼森还真没见过如此璀亮的彗星，更没见过这番混杂鲜血、烈焰与落日的骇人颜色。他不禁怀疑自己的石像鬼朋友可否目睹，毕竟它们早在他到来之前便已安居于此，而在他身殒之后亦将长存。如果石像会说话就好了……
Such folly. He leaned against the battlement, the sea crashing beneath him, the black stone rough beneath his fingers.
真是荒唐。他倚靠雉堞，手指摩擦着粗糙的黑石表面，下方恶浪袭岸。
