Myst Journal翻译

nanhainan · 发表于 2011-4-26 22:50

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1. Mechanical Journal

Entry 1
-- Before arriving in this age, I was determined that it would be a journey to a world very different from my previous adventures, and it was.

The sky here is dark and gray, and incessantly displays flashes of lightning in the distance. I met a very old man with a long beard and gray hair that hangs to his waist. He is very feeble and has trouble even moving. This man has obviously been through very many things in this strange world, and I have learned many things from him.

He has told me an interesting story of this world's history. Years ago, he told me, there was a beautiful city that rose up out of the water. It housed many people inside its walls and the people had everything they wished for. The city was surrounded by three high hills which rose higher than the city.

On the east hill of the city rested a large lookout post. The people of the city had constructed the post expecting visitors to arrive from the east. The people had no means of traveling on the water, which forced them to merely wait for friend or foe.

As time passed, friendly visitors brought rumors of an enemy that existed beyond the horizon. The people grew fearful, yet nothing happened. One day the usually sunny sky became as dark as night, and black ships appeared on the horizon. The lookout post's attempts at peace were turned away, and the sentries there were easily overwhelmed. The ships continued to wreak havoc on the city, apparently destroying everyone and everything. After the foundations of the city were destroyed, the city sunk deep into the ocean and only the lookout post remained. The black ships sailed away.

The man continued to say that eight people had hidden and managed to survive through the attack. In the nine years since the attack, two of the survivors had died. He also said that it was rumored that ten years from the attack, the enemy would return to finish the destruction they had started so long ago.

I have decided, since hearing the man's story, it would be admirable to save this civilization and stop this enemy's plan of destruction. I am excited about the adventure that awaits me and an idea has sparked in my mind to provide the needed defenses for these people.

~~//~~

Entry 2
-- I met the remaining survivors today and I have begun work on a plan for protection.

Entry 3
-- After a short absence, I have returned to this age with my two sons. They have, as of yet, traveled rarely with me and they are understandably excited to be here. They have grown considerably since Everdunes and it is already obvious to me that they will be a great help this time, instead of the nuisance they have been in the past. All three of us, along with four of the healthier survivors, began construction today. We are building upon the old city's ruins, which will provide a perfect foundation for our fortress.

Entry 4
-- My sons have been spending much of their spare time on the south island, where most of my materials are stored. I am very pleased with their intelligence and their creativity is refreshing to see, as they work on some small projects of their own.

Entry 5
-- It has been over four months now and construction is going well. My sons love the world except for its gray sky. They detest the gray sky and tell me many times they wish the sky here were like the blue sky in Myst.

Entry 6
-- The old man I first talked to tells me that the enemy is due in four months. I feel we will be ready when the time comes. The man reminds me of Emmit in many ways and I often wonder how Emmit and his people are doing.

Entry 7
-- It has been six months of work, and we have finally finished the fortress. It rests between the three hills which are now only islands due to the rising water level that the people experienced after the attack.

Inside the fortress I have designed a most intriguing device; it makes use of a technology called holography I began experimenting with on my visits to Aspermere. It will be working in a couple of days after I compensate for some small miscalculations. This holographic device will enable the survivors to learn to use the fortress.

Entry 8
-- The enemy is due to come soon, and I trust the fortress will provide sufficient protection for all of us.

~~//~~

Entry 9
-- The black ships have come. Their attack was substantial. Their weapons have been stopped and it appears they have turned away in defeat. I could not help but smile as I watched the boats leave.

Entry 10
-- Last night we had a small celebration and the old survivors danced their dances of old. My sons did not understand why the sky had not turned back to the original blue. The old man told them that the storms would never end until the enemy was destroyed. I assured my sons that a blue sky was not worth the risk of death and they seemed to hear me.

I have had a healthy adventure and have begun work on a new book. Once again, I must leave a familiar age in search of a new universe I have begun. But first I will have an extended time with Catherine whom I miss very much. I must also return to the people of the Tide. I believe in my travels I have found a substance that will ease the pain of their bone ailments that they have long endured. I hope to return to Mechanical Age one day and find the population growing and my fortress still strong. Though the sky may always be lack, I am confident the people here feel a heavier darkness has been lifted from their shoulders.

~~//~~

Additional entry
The following fragment of the Mechanical Journal appears in the 1996 Myst Calendar and the Cyan web site. It is not known if it was a part of the above journal, or a secondary one. Chronologically, its position is between entries 4 to 7.

-- Even as I build, as the physical substance of my body strains to construct the objects that I require in this age, I feel the outer fringes of my consciousness tapping the mental substance of my being - the edges of my mind planting the seeds of imagination that will become the next age. So I have begun to have glimpses of Arimarl, a sea without water, only a single lush oasis, replete in an ocean of sand. The momentum of my creativity pendulates once again, as I tire of the damp dead mechanisms prevalent in my current age to the dry island of life in my next.

nanhainan · 发表于 2011-4-26 23:10

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2. Stoneship Journal

Entry 1
-- Emmit was the first to live on The Rocks. He named them The Rocks because that is what they were: a group of sharp rocks clustered together in the middle of a large sea. This was where Emmit lived; he enjoyed his life. Emmit would occasionally swim to nearby rocks, as it was never too far of a distance.

One day another person appeared on The Rocks for no apparent reason to Emmit. Emmit named this new person Branch. Emmit and Branch quickly became friends, swimming and hunting for fish together often. Emmit showed Branch the simple cave in which he lived on the largest rock. Soon, Branch discovered a place where he decided to live, also on the same large rock. The sun always shone brightly in their world, and the water was always dazzlingly clear, allowing them to see almost to the deep ocean floor which surrounded them. Though the sun always shone, it was never too hot for the boys. A light breeze always came from the north and cooled the area down.

One day while Branch was swimming and having fun in the water he noticed another boy swimming. Branch brought the new boy to Emmit to find out what to call the new boy. Emmit said the boy should be called Will. Will was soon part of the group, and all three of the boys swam and enjoyed their perfect world.

~~//~~

At least, that is the story I was told when I arrived today on the island. Emmit, Branch, and Will were surprised to see me at first but even before that night ended we were all becoming good friends.

Entry 2
-- Today the second day on this newly created age a strange thing happened. It was not strange to me but the three boys did not understand what was happening. While I was relaxing under a large tree on one of the smaller rock islands, it began to rain. It was a nice rain that lasted for about an hour in the morning. I explained to the boys that the rain was not harmful, yet they obviously still feared it. Before going to sleep tonight, I told the boys I would leave the following day. I told them that while I was gone, I would make a surprising change in their world. They didn't understand (not that I expected them to.)

Entry 3

Drawing in the Stoneship Journal.-- I still do not fully understand what happened today.

I was experimenting with The Art - testing the limits of the rules as dictated to me by my Father. I attempted to create a boat by writing it into the world. I thought everything was planned correctly, yet somehow the boat had become gripped by the rock and broken in half. Although this test did not turn out as I had hoped, I now have answers to a few of the questions my father never answered.

As for the boat, I can see the boys enjoy it anyway and with that I am pleased. They have played on it all day.

Even though the boat cannot move I have enjoyed studying from it. It is a much sturdier platform than the jagged rocks. In the course of my observations I have learned some very interesting things regarding the solar system of this age.

Entry 4

Drawing in the Stoneship Journal.-- The nights are absolutely beautiful here. I have made note of and named a number of constellations that pass above me. Also during the night, I catch glimmers of light from the horizon which I have not been able to discover if it is created by some natural phenomenon or by additional people on far off islands or rocks. I should very much like to discover which (I rather suspect it is additional people, which would explain the appearance of Branch and Will.)

Entry 5
-- The rain today was slightly heavier than usual. Just when the boys were getting used to the light rains, a small storm arrived. They were frightened of the heavier rain, not to mention the thunder and lightning. If rain has never fallen here until recently as the boys tell me, I would like to discover why it is falling now.

Regardless I have decided to return home for a short while. I have also been thinking of some plans for a lighthouse that I hope to construct soon. I think that perhaps by shining a bright light towards the horizon, it might prove my suspicions regarding additional inhabitants. They would be curious about the light and travel to discover its source - if they have the means.

Drawing in the Stoneship Journal.I returned with many tools that I will need for construction of the lighthouse. I have decided that once the lighthouse is completed I will leave for some time and let the world's own imagination have control.

Entry 6
-- We have worked three weeks on the lighthouse now, and are making great progress. The rock that we are building on, seems to not be as secure as I would like. I have had to alter my plans slightly, but those alterations pose no real problem.

Entry 7

Drawing in the Stoneship Journal.-- The boys are quite strong and have been helping me immensely. I estimate construction will be done within two days.

Entry 8
-- The lighthouse is finished and we are all proud of our creation. The boys are amazed at the structure wrought from rock with their own hands. That evening we powered up the generator - much to the boys' dread at first, and shined a great light to the horizon for many hours. I stayed the night in the top of the lighthouse and in the morning awoke to observe the sunrise without my being coated with the chilly blanket of ocean dew I had become accustomed to.

Entry 9
-- It was Will who first saw the girl. She was swimming not far from the boat where Will was getting ready to hunt for fish. Then Will noticed a man not far away from the girl. Emmit was very pleased to meet the additional neighbors.

Drawing in the Stoneship Journal.I feel pleased to leave this age - I have set in motion events that have nothing to do with writing or The Art, that will have a more profound impact on this world than I could have ever written. I think of it this age as a gift to myself that I will wrap up and open someday in the future, only to discover that it has changed so much that indeed it is a surprise. Besides I have yet another new age that awaits me. It seems I'm going to need some way to travel underwater in this new age, and so much planning is in order.

Entry 10
-- It has been 10 years since I left this age, which I have since called The Stoneship Age. Upon returning I cannot believe the changes that have taken place. The original 3 "boys" have grown into adults, and there are many new faces that I do not recognize. Branch told me that it has not rained for seven years and the cool breezes are back again.

They are all very content and have been serving me with new foods and showing me new materials they have discovered. It even seems they have found gold somewhere; I see it in many forms around the island.

My lighthouse has been kept in perfect condition and it looks as if they have tried their very best to keep it so. Yet I have noted that the entire rock it was built on has sunk approximately 40 or 50 centimeters.

After a wonderful visit with my old friends, I wonder aloud with them what things will be like here in another 10 years.

Anchor Constellation

Eye Constellation

Snake Constellation

Beetle Constellation

Cross Constellation

Arrow Constellation

Bird Constellation

Leaf Constellation

Additional entry
This entry appears in the Myst soundtrack right below a screenshot of Stoneship. It is not certain however that it belonged to the journal Atrus kept in Myst, or another Stoneship journal or even of a different Age altogether. It was written after Atrus and Catherine were freed

...it seems Sirrus' greed took control of him more than I had suspected. After returning from Riven with Catherine, I explored the Ages that remained, finding only empty shells of what those Ages had once been. He had a great collection of items taken from a number of the Ages I had written, including a hoard of gold and silver coins which must have once belonged to the people of Terrel...

nanhainan · 发表于 2011-4-26 23:23

3. Channelwood Journal

Entry 1
-- I have called this age Channelwood and it is a very different world. Though it is exactly how I imagined it, it is still amazing to see it with my own eyes. Water covers this age as far as I can see except for a small rocky island. Elsewhere, there are only trees, which grow directly out of the water. A myriad of this wooden passageways are built just above the water and disappear into the forest. I assume they were built some time ago for they appear aged. I am eager to discover more about this land and its people, but I have arrived here late and I must rest.

Entry 2
-- I was awakened this morning by strange noises coming from a pathway adjacent to the one on which I had slept. I saw a group of monkey-like people heading in my direction. They had not seen me yet. I did not feel threatened by their presence.

Their response to me was one that I would have never expected. After staring at me for a short time, they fell to their knees and began what appeared to be some sort of ceremonial worship. I tried to speak to them, but they did not understand my language. Instead, they indicated through enthusiastic hand motions that I was to follow them.

As we walked, I began to notice that the waters below us were changing colors. Slowly, subtly, they would change from deep blue to muddy orange. Then from muddy orange to beautifully clear. I was so intrigued by the water I hardly noticed that we had arrived at a ladder.

Climbing the ladder led us to their village, which is about 10 meters above the water and can only be reached by rope ladders that stretch from the lower paths to the village level approximately half way up the grand trees. It is very interesting watching these people carry out their daily tasks. Even after watching them for hours, I did not understand exactly what they were doing.

At sunset they motioned for me to follow them. I followed the creatures to the doorway of an enormous hut. Strangely, once inside, I found that the hut appeared even larger than it had from outside. The walls were garnished with bright metals and in the center of the hut sat the leader of these people.

At least he appeared to be their leader, for he sat a meter off the floor in a thick throne. Guards surrounded the strong creature who was dressed in many exotic, colorful fabrics.

Next to the leader sat a very old human, at least to some extent he appears human. His hair, which was only on his face and head, was completely gray, almost white, and hung very long around his frail body. His thin head hung limply by an almost grotesque neck that could not hold its head up to look at me. But what a surprise, this creature could speak my language. Shortly thereafter I was given a bed with some hand motions that looked to be telling me to go to sleep. I look forward to learning more.

Entry 3
-- As I expected, the ancient creature is a human. But he is old beyond his own reckoning, and seems almost insane.

However, the tree-dwellers almost revere him as a god.

They are treating me now in the same fashion, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.

It is almost impossible to understand this old man. His voice is feeble but wild. He has adopted much of the language of the tree-dwellers. He himself told me he had not spoken our own tongue in ages.

He attempted to explain to me the history of this place. The following is my best "translation" of what he has told me:

Entry 4
-- Many years ago the humans and tree-dwellers lived together in this place, which was then a vast island. They interacted very little; the humans dwelt on the ground and the tree-dwellers lived high above the humans.

Occasionally the island was disturbed by mysterious rumblings which happened randomly (some sort of tectonic or volcanic action, I suspect.)

The sometimes slight, sometimes heavy, tremors would only last a short time. Then they would stop, allowing everything to return to normal.

One day things changed. The rumbling began and grew quickly to unprecedented levels. Soon it became apparent that the entire island was sinking slowly into the ocean around them. Many of the humans died that day, but not before sacrificing themselves in order to stop the sinking of the island. The humans who lived through this catastrophe moved into the trees where they gradually died out, maybe because they were unequipped for such an environment, but I am not sure.

This is the story the old man communicated to me, although many details are very unclear in my mind. I am especially confused as to how the humans saved the island from completely sinking. In fact I doubt the accuracy of that part of the story; the island must have stopped on its own. Yet, the old man believes in the truth of this story as if he had been there. And the tree-dwellers worship him, and apparently all humans, as if he they were heroes of gods.

The old man ended our conversation today with an event which I will never forget. He began gripping my hands tightly, murmuring something about "rest" and "asleep." He then said, "We had expected you to come sooner." These actions filled me with a sort of immediate dread. With much effort, he stood to his feet. I tried to help but he pushed me away with more force than I imagined his frail body contained. The tree-dwellers quietly surrounded him with very solemn faces. They then knelt before him. He walked to each and placed his hand on their heads. All the while, he murmured words which I did not understand. Finally, he turned to me and smiled. Then he closed his eyes, and walked out the door and off of the narrow path high in the trees. The tree-dwellers were silent. They began a procession down the nearest rope ladder. As I was descending I saw several of them pick up the body (he had fallen onto a lower level of walkway) and carried it away. He was lain down at the dead-end of a short pier-like structure. With the use of some potion one of the tree creatures lit the pier on fire and I watched as the flames engulfed him.

As this strange "funeral" proceeded, the waters around the pier changed to dull green.

Entry 5
-- This morning I awoke, finding it hard to even believe the previous evening's events. The water is a dull green for as far as I can see now. For some reason, the water no longer shifts color.

As I wander throughout the pathways, the creatures watch me, curious to see what I will do next. They are constantly offering me strange objects of affection. I even found food outside the doorway to the room in which I had slept. This is a unique race of beings. I hope to learn their language soon so that I may learn more from them.

Entry 6
-- I have lived on this world for three months off and on, and the tree-dwellers have shown great hospitality. I am even beginning to learn bits of their language. I have decided to return home for an extended stay with my loving wife and my sons, and, hopefully return with them. However, I am sure Catherine will once again refuse. I think this age would be a wonderful experience for them all, and I at least look forward to how Sirrus and Achenar will react to its curious inhabitants.

Entry 7
-- Catherine is staying behind, as expected. My sons have returned with me and they enjoy this age very much. They get along very well with the tree-dwellers and are picking up their language surprisingly fast. I have no doubt that it will not be too long until they can speak with the tree-dwellers much better than myself.

Entry 8

Drawing in the Channelwood Journal.-- I am leaving tomorrow to check on Osmoian Age. Sirrus has suggested that I allow him and his brother to stay. Though the idea unsettles me, I know the boys are growing up rapidly. The hospitality of these creatures is such that I could think of no better place to leave them alone for a short while, so I will consent to their request.

I warned the boys not to take advantage of the respect the tree-dwellers have for their ideas. They seemed to understand my warning, and I have faith they will follow it.

Entry 9
-- Much to my dismay, upon arriving in Everdunes I learned that Pran and her people are continuing to be menaced by the Chochtic. I fear for their survival and plan on returning to her shortly after checking on Sirrus and Achenar here. (See Everdunes journal for more information.) After watching Sirrus and Achenar, I see that they are handling things very well, and I think I can put to rest any fears about leaving them in Channelwood again, and for a little longer time.

Entry 10
-- The tree-dwellers seem slightly distressed that I am leaving, but are happy that Sirrus and Achenar are staying behind again.

Entry 11

Drawing in the Channelwood Journal.-- I have been gone for over 3 days and have been to many different places. I had to tell Sirrus and Achenar about Pran's death today, and they were visibly shaken, although they only remembered her from their childhood. Catherine has suggested that it would be wise for Sirrus and Achenar to leave Channelwood for a while, and I have to agree. They will be returning with me when I leave again.

Entry 12
-- I have told my sons that they will be returning with me in two days. They spent the entire night telling me of an adventure they experienced in my absence and it was rather remarkable. It seems they constructed a boat with the creatures and traveled some ways out into the surrounding waters. I enjoy hearing them talk excitedly of their adventures and am reminded of my own adventures as a child.

Entry 13

Drawing in the Channelwood Journal.-- I finally understand why the tree-dwellers have been giving me their many inks and insisting I write with them. Looking through some of my past entries I see now that the inks have changed from the black, I thought they were, to various different colors. I have shown some of the creatures my journal and they laughed and howled. I did not know they had such a sense of humor. Even now as I look through this very "colorful" journal, I cannot help but laugh myself.

Entry 14
-- We will be returning tomorrow, so my sons are with the creatures for the last night here. They have told me they would like to come to Channelwood again, and also asked if they can visit some other ages alone. Though I will have to think over their request, I believe they have proven to me that they are trustworthy and responsible. Catherine will also have to help me decide whether they are ready for travel alone. For now I must give my farewells to the creatures for I do not know how long it will be before I visit this age again.

nanhainan · 发表于 2011-4-26 23:29

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4. Selenitic Journal

Entry 1
-- It has been a while since I have heard only silence and I enjoy it greatly, I think. For some reason, I do not feel altogether welcome in this new world in which I have arrived. But how could I be unwelcome in an age with no inhabitants? It is, of course, only in my head.

This world is very beautiful. (But I think I have yet to ever write in a journal that an age I have linked to is horrid or disgusting.) From the grassy hill where I am standing, I can see green fields below along with a few scattered forests. A rather large lake looms some distance from where I am standing, yet the water's blue can be seen plainly from here. The air is fresh and the sky is sparkled with white clouds. It is absolutely breathtaking, and yet, that strange feeling again. Perhaps it is the hot breeze that continues to blow from the north.

Hotter than I would have imagined, it almost singes my skin, and I feel quite uncomfortable when it comes. I will try to ignore it. Night has almost arrived and the sunset is spectacular. Oranges and reds have settled above the western horizon.

Though night has come, the horizon still glows red long past sunset. Dark reds flow from the horizon and blend into the black sky. Again the feeling, and I am beginning to believe it is not all in my mind. I must sleep now, I will need my strength to explore more tomorrow.

Entry 2
-- I had to return home due to a unpredictable natural occurrence more frightening than I have ever experienced. I was awakened by terrible shakings in the ground and explosions on all sides of me. Gigantic balls of fire were falling from the sky and I immediately left in fear of my life. I must remember to bring a Myst linking book with me when I return in case the the one left there has been destroyed or damaged.

Entry 3
-- I have returned to a different world than the one I left only three months ago. It has been transformed into a barren, desert land, with only gigantic craters scattered across the land to provide variety. Strangely enough the small grassy hill where I spent my first night remains exactly the way I found it. Apparently the falling meteors did not hit this area, leaving an oasis in the midst of this horrible desolation. The hot wind I remember has turned into a rather pleasant breeze, which is at least one improvement. I fear it is the only improvement.

The magnificent lake I saw on my first visit is now completely dried up. However, another lake now exists and appears to be quite a bit larger. I assume one of the falling meteors created this lake due to is circular shape and the jutting rock that grows out of the center of the lake. The rest of the world seems like desert, although I will verify that statement with closer inspection.

Though this world has little visual excitement to offer, it offers much to the ears. Sounds constantly flow through my ears and I have found where a few of them originate. It seems (as Catherine says) I do find beauty in everything.

Entry 4
-- Last night I was awakened by a horrible hissing. I was sweating, and the heat was so intense that I immediately dipped my head into a nearby stream to cool it down. The hot breezes had returned, along with a low roar from the ground. I walked a short distance to observe some red flames shooting up from the earth. Suddenly the ground began to crack and a huge chasm opened. The chasm continued to grow until it was far too wide to cross. Then the tumult subsided leaving only a dull roar. I have decided, however, I can use the chasm to my advantage. Perhaps the heat from the chasm can be harnessed.

Entry 5

Drawing in the Selenitic Journal.-- Even as the chasm has ripped into the surface of this world it has opened up a whole new world to explore. Although uncomfortably hot, I found it possible to reach a cave in the chasm that had been created. And have now explored deep into the crust of this planet. I have found a vast underground cave system that will take many years to map and explore. I will also look for a safer way to reach the underground than though the chasm wall.

This age seems to change on its own, so I feel I should leave again and see if things are different when I return. It is also important that I check on Sirrus and Achenar and make sure everything is going along well. When I return, I also hope to bring back some tools I will need for my plans to explore the underground.

Entry 6
-- The abundance of raw materials here is beginning to amaze me. I have returned with some of the complex tools I knew I would be needing. I assumed I would have to return for more basic materials, however, it seems as though I will be able to find everything I need here. Of course iron is abundant, but I have also found titanium occurring naturally. I am all the more excited to begin work. Everything is set and I look forward to tomorrow. My raw materials are here; I think I will be able to have most of my additions to this age completed within one year. I so love working with my hands - whether writing or building.

Entry 7
-- I have today on the bridge and although the...

... the magnetic idea will work well and I have decided...

Three meters is not enough support for the beams although...

Drawing in the Selenitic Journal.... amazingly strong. ...

... has to be one of my most prized inventions. I am extremely ...

... could never have imagined it to come together ...

... --I doubt ...

... could possibly work with fourteen instead of eight ...

... completely fatigued. I am so happy to have completed ...

... tomorrow.

Entry 8
-- I am leaving today in order to bring back Sirrus and Achenar. I have left them alone in Channelwood. I believe they wil enjoy all there is to see here. The age seems to have stabilized. I believe the meteors set off a period of volcanic activity by piercing into the shallow crust. But the tremors have become few.

Entry 9
-- I have just noticed that a large amount of this journal has curiously vanished from the very pages on which I wrote the last eighteen months. Fortunately, I have copied many of my construction notes in another journal. I do not understand the many mysteries of this world but I trust I will discover logical answers to my questions. I have a feeling that many of my questions can be answered in another age to which I hope to travel soon. But for now I must simply accept this world's mysteries and take pride in my accomplishments.

Additional entry
The following appears in the Myst soundtrack. It could be an entry of the journal of those that have faded, or an excerpt of a different journal.
...I have managed to adapt a common D'ni mining-transport technology for use in the caverns [on the Selenitic Age]. Sirrus was eager to oversee its construction. He usually does not show such interest in my projects; I am not sure he is ready for such a responsibility. I can't imagine why this particular project has so captured his attention... but it could be a good chance for him...

nanhainan · 发表于 2011-4-26 23:37

5. Rime Journal

Entry 1
-- Rime, I have named it. A desolate age with a beauty that is quite different than I had expected or imagined. The intricate feathers of ice that fall from the sky are awe-inspiring. I feel as though I could sit and watch them for hours. And though it is cold here, like I have never experienced before, I find myself enjoying the change of temperature, for it is unlike any other place that I have ever seen.

Perhaps the oddest thing is the silence. Although the wind blows on occasion - when it ceases, there is a suffocating silence that falls on this place, broken only by the distant cries of unseen creatures.

Entry 2
-- I have visited three times and am sure now that this age will provide the environment I need. I believe the cold temperature is necessary for obtaining the correct resonance. Examining the structure of the Books is ever more perplexing, but I am driven onward by my need to understand. The great tree of possibilities can never be fully grasped, but I must at least try to find one particular branch.

On the subject of enlightenment, I would also like to find the cause of the mysterious lights that shine in the darkness here.

Entry 3
--Though I never assumed that I would be able to build especially fast here, the speed at which I am progressing is somewhat disappointing. I do think I will bring Sirrus and Achenar as well as some of the machinery from Selenitic.

Entry 4
--Achenar chose to stay with Catherine, but Sirrus was rather excited to come. He has spent the last few days here with me, helping me with the beginning phases of construction. He too seems to enjoy the ice and cold weather. He is intrigued with the crystals that we have brought with us. He has been a big help (as have others) and I hope to be able to begin my experiments here soon.

Entry 5

-- Tonight Sirrus and I found a wondrous spot to view the lights although it seems they decided to hide from us. After sitting in the cold winds for over two hours, we saw nothing. It was rather disappointing. Sirrus will return to Myst tomorrow. He has been a tremendous aid to me and I'm thankful for his willingness to help. The hard part of the construction is over, although I have decided after tonight, that I would like to add some kind of observation post. I won't be finished as soon as I had hoped, although I am fairly certain it will be worth the delay in the long run.

Entry 6
--I have decided to take a break from the construction now that the tunnel is almost complete and I have been able to set up a temporary space where the crystals will not be stimulated. I am quite convinced that with the right diffractive resonance, certain properties of the ink can be simulated. Catherine still finds it absurd and thinks I am crazy to assume I will be able to view ages with stones, but her unusual pessimism has not convinced me to stop trying. I came too close to success on Everdunes.

Entry 7

-- I am fairly certain now that temperature indeed does have an effect on the crystals, but I have realized that temperature alone is not enough. The cold dampens some of the sympathetic harmonics but a more active suppressor is necessary. I have acquired some geodes with a pure protected crystalline interior. Thin slices of the geodes below each crystal provided a stabilizing effect and even amplified the clean frequency slightly. After quite a bit of experimentation with the shapes and colors, I was able to capture a blurry image within a Book. Though the link would never work, there was clearly an Age on the other side. I can hardly wait to return and tell Catherine. I feel like I should finish the shaft to my observation post while I have the machinery here. Perhaps tomorrow morning...

Entry 8
-- The lights were beautiful again last night. They had not shown themselves for so long that I had almost forgotten their beauty... I still must find the cause.

Entry 9

-- I am feeling rather overwhelmed with what remains to be done. The crystals have not been perfected, the shaft is not finished nor is the observation post or even the lab. I have not seen Catherine for some time, and I long to spend more time with Achenar and Sirrus. Besides all of that, there are, far away, in the back of my mind, the thoughts of my people and our lost city.

I dreamt again of them last night.

I have seen the city in its worst condition and still, its beauty overwhelmed me. Even now, as I visualize how majestic it must have been before the destruction caused by Veovis and A'Gaeris, it amazes, and saddens me. I am fairly certain that D'ni is not dead as my father believed. I am convinced that there must be some who managed to escape the destruction and even now continue to survive in separate Ages. Within me is an urging to take the chance and return to D'ni to find these survivors and properly rebuild our city. However, I can do nothing until I am certain of the fate of my father. If my plan failed, if I missed a single Book when attempting to trap him on Riven, then he has been free all along. If that is true then all that stands between him and the Ages I have now written is the link from D'ni to Myst. As much as I wish to return to D'ni, without knowing the state of my father, I can not risk reestablishing that link.

Entry 10
-- I must observe my father without reestablishing that link. It has taken several years, and there have been many dead ends, but I have partially succeeded. Now that I have managed to view another Age using the crystals, it is only a matter of time until I view Riven. At least I hope.

Catherine will have her ideas about all of these things and I miss her greatly. I will return to Rime later, when my mind has cleared.

Background
The narrative is continued in another journal Atrus kept in Rime.

nanhainan · 发表于 2011-4-27 18:10

本帖最后由 nanhainan 于 2011-5-4 23:20 编辑

1. Mechanical Journal 机械时代日记

Entry 1 条目1
-- Before arriving in this age, I was determined that it would be a journey to a world very different from my previous adventures, and it was.
--在到达这个时代前,我确定这将是一次区别于过去冒险的旅程,实际上也的确是.

The sky here is dark and gray, and incessantly displays flashes of lightning in the distance. I met a very old man with a long beard and gray hair that hangs to his waist. He is very feeble and has trouble even moving. This man has obviously been through very many things in this strange world, and I have learned many things from him.
这里的天空灰暗,不断在远方见到短暂划过长空的闪电.
我见到一位留着长胡子和垂到腰部的灰发的老人.
他非常非常虚弱,走起路来似乎有些问题.
这个人显然在这个奇怪世界中经历过了很多事.并且我从他身上学到了很多.

He has told me an interesting story of this world's history. Years ago, he told me, there was a beautiful city that rose up out of the water. It housed many people inside its walls and the people had everything they wished for. The city was surrounded by three high hills which rose higher than the city.
他给我讲了个有关这个世界历史的有趣故事.多年前,他告诉我,这里曾有个美丽的城市从水中升起.它杂城墙内住了很多人民,并且有他们想要的任何物资.城市周围环绕着三座比城高的山.

On the east hill of the city rested a large lookout post. The people of the city had constructed the post expecting visitors to arrive from the east. The people had no means of traveling on the water, which forced them to merely wait for friend or foe.
城东的山上坐落着一个很大的"小心"字样海报.城中人建此海报期望游览者入城由东面而来.人们绝不会踏水而来,也使得他们只能等待朋友或敌人的到来.

As time passed, friendly visitors brought rumors of an enemy that existed beyond the horizon. The people grew fearful, yet nothing happened. One day the usually sunny sky became as dark as night, and black ships appeared on the horizon. The lookout post's attempts at peace were turned away, and the sentries there were easily overwhelmed. The ships continued to wreak havoc on the city, apparently destroying everyone and everything. After the foundations of the city were destroyed, the city sunk deep into the ocean and only the lookout post remained. The black ships sailed away.
时光飞逝,友好的访问者带来的传言说有一个敌人在地平线上存在.人们感到畏惧,但什么也没有发生.一天习以为常的明媚天空暗入黑夜,黑船出现在地平线."小心"字样的海报的和平意愿转瞬间消失了,卫兵很容易的就被征服了.船继续对城市制造着混乱,明显在摧毁所有人与物.在城市的基础被破坏后,城市向海的深处下沉,只有"小心"字样的条幅留了下来.黑船随后驶走了.

The man continued to say that eight people had hidden and managed to survive through the attack. In the nine years since the attack, two of the survivors had died. He also said that it was rumored that ten years from the attack, the enemy would return to finish the destruction they had started so long ago.
他继续说道,有八个人藏了起来并成功在攻击中活了下来.攻击之后的九年,其中两个存活者死了.他又说有传言说攻击后的十年,敌人还会回来继续他们的破坏.

I have decided, since hearing the man's story, it would be admirable to save this civilization and stop this enemy's plan of destruction. I am excited about the adventure that awaits me and an idea has sparked in my mind to provide the needed defenses for these people.
我决定了,自我听到这人的故事,我就要很好的来拯救这个文明,阻止敌人的破坏计划.我对未来可能遭遇的冒险感到兴奋,并且闪出了一些如何来保护这些人们的主意.

~~//~~

Entry 2
-- I met the remaining survivors today and I have begun work on a plan for protection.
--我见到了留存的其他幸存者并开始筹划保护计划.

Entry 3
-- After a short absence, I have returned to this age with my two sons. They have, as of yet, traveled rarely with me and they are understandably excited to be here. They have grown considerably since Everdunes and it is already obvious to me that they will be a great help this time, instead of the nuisance they have been in the past. All three of us, along with four of the healthier survivors, began construction today. We are building upon the old city's ruins, which will provide a perfect foundation for our fortress.
在我消失了一段时间后,我携两个儿子又回到这个时代.他们到现在为止,与我一同旅行机会极少,看得出来,他们对来到这儿感到很兴奋.自Everdunes以来他们已成长了不少,现在他们很明显可成为我很好的帮手,完全不像过去那样妨碍我.我们三人和四个健康的幸存者,从今天起建设.我们在老城市遗迹上修筑,给我们建设堡垒提供了一个很好的基础.

Entry 4
-- My sons have been spending much of their spare time on the south island, where most of my materials are stored. I am very pleased with their intelligence and their creativity is refreshing to see, as they work on some small projects of their own.
--我的孩子们花了大量时间在南岛上,那也是我存放建筑材料的地方.我对他们在一些独自完成的小项目上展现出的智力和创造力感到新奇.

Entry 5
-- It has been over four months now and construction is going well. My sons love the world except for its gray sky. They detest the gray sky and tell me many times they wish the sky here were like the blue sky in Myst.
--我们已经来这里四个月了,建设进展良好.我的儿子们喜欢这里,唯独觉得灰色天空不够好.他们对我表达过很多次他们厌恶这里的灰色天空,还是喜欢Myst那里的蓝天.

Entry 6
-- The old man I first talked to tells me that the enemy is due in four months. I feel we will be ready when the time comes. The man reminds me of Emmit in many ways and I often wonder how Emmit and his people are doing.
--最初与我谈话的老人说敌人预计会在四个月后出现.我估计那时我们已可准备好.老人经常让我想起Emmit,我一直想知道Emmit和他们的人民最近近况如何.

Entry 7
-- It has been six months of work, and we have finally finished the fortress. It rests between the three hills which are now only islands due to the rising water level that the people experienced after the attack.
--在六个月连续工作后,我们终于完工了.它就坐落在三座山之间,现在由于战后水的上升只能见到小岛

Inside the fortress I have designed a most intriguing device; it makes use of a technology called holography I began experimenting with on my visits to Aspermere. It will be working in a couple of days after I compensate for some small miscalculations. This holographic device will enable the survivors to learn to use the fortress.
在堡垒里我设计了一款最有谋划的设备,它用了一种叫作全息影像的技术,我最先在去Aspermere的拜访中做了些实验.每次我做下对误差的补偿,就能持续稳定工作几天.全息音像技术设备能教会幸存者们学会如果使用整个堡垒.

Entry 8
-- The enemy is due to come soon, and I trust the fortress will provide sufficient protection for all of us.
--敌人按预期不久就要来了,我相信堡垒可以给我们提供必要的保护.
~~//~~

Entry 9
-- The black ships have come. Their attack was substantial. Their weapons have been stopped and it appears they have turned away in defeat. I could not help but smile as I watched the boats leave.
--黑船来了,攻击是实在的,他们的武器被制止而他们则调转方向逃走.我禁不出笑出来看着他们的船远离

Entry 10
-- Last night we had a small celebration and the old survivors danced their dances of old. My sons did not understand why the sky had not turned back to the original blue. The old man told them that the storms would never end until the enemy was destroyed. I assured my sons that a blue sky was not worth the risk of death and they seemed to hear me.
--昨晚我们举行了一次小型庆祝,老的幸存者们跳着古老的舞蹈.我的儿子不明白为什么天空没有回到原来的蓝天.老人告诉他们,只有敌人被摧毁,风暴才会结束.我确信的对儿子说,生命的的可贵还是重于蓝天,他们似乎听进去了.

I have had a healthy adventure and have begun work on a new book. Once again, I must leave a familiar age in search of a new universe I have begun. But first I will have an extended time with Catherine whom I miss very much. I must also return to the people of the Tide. I believe in my travels I have found a substance that will ease the pain of their bone ailments that they have long endured. I hope to return to Mechanical Age one day and find the population growing and my fortress still strong. Though the sky may always be lack, I am confident the people here feel a heavier darkness has been lifted from their shoulders.
我经历了一场愉悦的冒险并开始将精力投入到新书上.我再一次要要为了一个刚起步的新世界而离开熟悉的时代.但在这之中我要抽时间与让我想念的Catherine共渡.我也必须回到The Tide的人民那里去.我相信在这次旅程中我找到了一种可以让缓解他们长久来骨痛病的东西.我希望某天回到机械时代,可以看到那里人口增长,而我的堡垒更强大了.尽管天空一直灰暗,我有信心那里的人民可以感受到沉重的黑暗从他们肩头卸了下去.
~~//~~

Additional entry 额外的条目
The following fragment of the Mechanical Journal appears in the 1996 Myst Calendar and the Cyan web site. It is not known if it was a part of the above journal, or a secondary one. Chronologically, its position is between entries 4 to 7.
下面有关机械时代的日记出现在1996年Myst日历和Cyan网站.并不清楚是包含在上面的文中,还是另一本.从历史来说,它的位置是在4-7条目间.
-- Even as I build, as the physical substance of my body strains to construct the objects that I require in this age, I feel the outer fringes of my consciousness tapping the mental substance of my being - the edges of my mind planting the seeds of imagination that will become the next age. So I have begun to have glimpses of Arimarl, a sea without water, only a single lush oasis, replete in an ocean of sand. The momentum of my creativity pendulates once again, as I tire of the damp dead mechanisms prevalent in my current age to the dry island of life in my next.
-- 就在我建造时,我的物质上的身体正尽力建设这个时代时,我感到我的外在意识边缘正在敲打着心灵,我的精神边缘对下个时代种下了想象的种子.所以我瞥见了Arimarl,无水的海,只是个丰茂的绿洲,充斥着沙海.我的创造的冲劲再一次翻滚着,因为我已经对目前四处可见潮湿无生气的机械时代感到厌倦,而对下一个充满生机干燥的岛屿充满兴趣.

setsail615 · 发表于 2011-5-2 16:10

本帖最后由 setsail615 于 2011-5-7 19:56 编辑

其实……这个……我以前翻过……技术太渣了……不好意思拿出来献丑……[s:68]
我玩的版本没有Rime时代，所以没翻译……希望能够交流！

nanhainan · 发表于 2011-5-4 10:35

哈哈哈,觉得你翻的更好.
我到时候把你的也对比着贴出来.

setsail615 · 发表于 2011-5-4 22:25

本帖最后由 setsail615 于 2011-5-7 19:55 编辑

贴出来的话请随意~~
不过，里面打错字无数，我已经准备好自吐槽了~[s:76]

soring123 · 发表于 2011-5-12 17:23

如果你这个帖子是发在myst 咳咳~~ 你懂的

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