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  • زمان مطالعه 7 دقیقه
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متن انگلیسی فصل

This is when I wake up.

This is when I always wake up.

The tale is not yet told.

Get me out of here! I need to see my mum!

She is no longer here, Conor.

I couldn’t hold on to her any more.

Conor!

  • Speak the truth!
  • No!

Speak the truth or you will never leave this place.

What truth? I don’t know what you mean!

You must tell me the fourth tale, Conor O’Malley.

You must tell me your nightmare before it is too late.

Yes! Tell me, Conor! Tell me the truth!

  • It’ll kill me if I do!
  • It will kill you if you do not!

  • Speak the truth!
  • No!

The truth, Conor O’Malley! Tell me the truth, boy!

No!

  • Speak the truth!
  • No!

  • Speak the truth, boy!
  • I want it to be over!

I can’t stand knowing that she’ll go.

I want it to be finished.

I let her fall.

I let her die.

That was brave, Conor.

You finally said it.

Why didn’t it kill me?

I deserve punishment.

I deserve the worst.

Do you?

I’ve known forever that she wasn’t going to make it.

She’d keep telling me she was getting better all the time

because that’s what I wanted to hear.

And I believed her.

Except I didn’t.

And I started to think how much I wanted it to be over.

I couldn’t stand how alone it would make me feel.

A part of you wished it would end, even if it meant losing her.

I let her go.

I could have held on for longer,

but I always let her go.

And that is your truth, Conor O’Malley.

I don’t want it to be, though.

Now it’s for real.

Now she’s going to die and it’s my fault.

And that is not the truth at all.

You were merely wishing for an end of pain. Your own pain.

  • It is the most human wish there is.
  • I didn’t mean it, though.

You did, but you also did not.

How can both be true?

How can a prince be a murderer and be loved by his people?

How can an apothecary be evil-tempered but right-thinking?

How can invisible men make themselves more lonely by being seen?

I don’t know.

Your stories never made any sense to me.

Because humans are complicated beasts.

You believe comforting lies

while knowing full well the painful truth that makes those lies necessary.

In the end, Conor, it is not important what you think.

It is only important what you do.

So what do I do?

What you did just now. You speak the truth.

That’s all?

You think it’s easy?

You were willing to die rather than speak it.

I’m so tired. So tired of all of this.

Then sleep.

There’s time.

Are you sure? I need to see my mum.

We will both see her tonight.

Will you be there?

Yes.

It will be the final steps of my walking.

How does the fourth story end?

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Thank God!

Conor!

Conor!

I’ve been out of my mind trying to find you.

  • There was something I had to.
  • No time. We have to go now.

Damn it!

Grandma.

I’m sorry.

About the sitting room and…

and everything.

It doesn’t matter.

It doesn’t matter.

You know, Conor?

You and me…

We are not the most natural fit, are we?

No. I guess not.

I guess not either.

But we’re going to have to learn.

I know.

You do know, don’t you?

Of course you do.

But there is one thing we have in common.

Your mum.

That’s what we have in common.

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