The first time he had seen Deleph, the inmate had been sitting on his thin bed, looking through the rusted bars of the window. Deleph was gaunt, and his hair hung to his shoulders, greasy and unkempt. As the door had closed behind the departing warden, the visitor had asked,
“Why do they keep your arms bound?”
Deleph had licked his lips. “Sometimes I try to claw my eyes out.” His voice was rough, unused to conversation.
“So they tell me,” the doctor said. There was a rustling sound as he withdrew a scroll from his robes. “They also tell me that you claim to see the future, is that correct?”
Deleph turned away, his eyes narrowing. “I don’t claim. I just do. It comes for me, in images and whispers. Whether I want it to or not. I barely sleep. But they don’t listen.” He grimaced, “No one ever listens.”
“That’s why I’m here,” the doctor said, pulling a quill from his sleeve, “to listen. Tell me what you see.”
“The others all said things like that, too,” Deleph spat.
“My dear Deleph,” Severin said with a pointed smile. “I think you’ll find that I’m quite unlike the others you’ve known.” He pressed the barbed tip of his quill into his scarred palm, drawing forth a thick bead of dark blood. Severin smoothed open the scroll. “Now. We shall begin.”
他第一次遇见德尔菲的时候,这个病人正坐在他的床上,看着窗子生锈的护栏.他(德尔菲)看上去很憔悴,他的蓬乱油腻的头发披在肩膀上.在守卫关上门离开后,这位访客开始问道:
"为什么他们要把你的手绑起来"
德尔菲舔了舔他的嘴唇."有时我会尝试把我的眼睛挖出来."他不太习惯于交谈,声音起伏不断.
"所以他们告诉我,"这位医生抽出长袍中的卷轴,摩擦出沙沙的声音."他们还告诉我说你自称可以看到未来,是吗?"
德尔菲转过身,双眼渐渐变得无神."我不是自称,而是真的可以看到未来.无论我愿不愿意,这些画面和低语都会出现在我身边.我已经无法入睡.但他们仍然不相信我."他露出痛苦的表情"甚至都不愿意听我说."
"这就是我过来的原因,"医生从衣袖中拿出一只羽毛笔,"我会听你说的,所以现在,告诉我你看见了什么."
"其他人也是这么说的."德尔菲不屑一顾.
"我亲爱的德尔菲,"塞弗林意味深长的笑了."我相信你马上就会明白,我和你之前看到的人们完全不同."他狠狠地将羽毛笔尖刺进他伤痕累累的手心,从伤口处涌出暗红色的血滴.塞弗林摊开卷轴."现在,让我们开始吧"

They spoke irregularly, but often. Whenever Severin arrived, Deleph would recount scraps of vision and whispered prophecy, and the mage would take notes on rolls of thin parchment.
“I’ve heard hissing,” Deleph said, his voice unsteady. “Coming from the walls.”
“Snakes?” Severin asked, not looking up from his notes.
“N-no,” Deleph shook his head. “Larger than that. Much larger. And at night,” he clenched and unclenched his hands, “I am flying—or falling—through the sounds of war and slaughter. I wake as I hit the ground.” Deleph flinched, and looked up at his companion. “What does it mean?”
“The Clans and their scaly pets, no doubt,” Severin muttered, scribbling. “Intriguing, but of little use to me.”
“Last… time you were here,” Deleph began, hesitant. “You promised to speak with the other doctors on my behalf. Have you had the chance?”
“I’m afraid not,” Severin replied brusquely, standing and knocking at the door for the orderly. “At the moment, this may be the safest place for you. There are many out there who would exploit your gifts, Deleph.”
Deleph’s face fell. “Yes… yes, I see.”
“Worry not,” Severin smiled, slipping the scrolls of prophecy into a pocket. “While you’re under my care, nothing will happen to you.”
他们之间的对话并不寻常,但是他们却习以为常.当塞弗林准备好后,德尔菲开始叙述那些预言中支离破碎的画面和低语,而这位法术师则不停的在羊皮卷轴上记录着.
"我听到嘶嘶声,从城墙那边发出的"德尔菲的语调开始激烈起来.
"蛇?"塞弗林看着记录,头也不抬的问道?
"不..不是"德尔菲猛烈的摇着头."比那声音更大,大的多,并且是在晚上"他捏了捏拳头,"我在空中飞行..或者说是坠落,我穿过了这阵战争和屠杀的声音.最终我撞到地面然后醒了过来".德尔菲害怕的蜷缩在一旁,盯着这位"朋友"."这意味着什么?"
"毋庸置疑,是一个部族和他们的龙兽伙伴",塞弗林随意的涂写,嘴里自言自语道."有点意思,但是对我而言并没什么价值."
"上..上次见面的时候,你答应过会为我向其他医生谈谈的...你有机会和他们说了吗?"德尔菲迟疑了一下,还是决定开口问他.
"恐怕还没有"塞弗林直接回答了他.这时,接待员站在门口敲门."不过现在,这里对你而言是最安全的地方.外面有大把的人想利用你的预言能力,德尔菲."
德尔菲低下了头."是的..我知道.."
"别担心,"塞弗林把写有预言的卷轴收到口袋里."在我的照料之下,你不会有事的"

整个故事分成2个时间线叙述的,一个是塞弗林之前"治疗"德尔菲的场景,另一个是最后一次来疗养院的场景.两个场景交错叙述.通篇看完,感觉德尔菲真的惨.
话说有剧情党大佬吗?有3个问题想请教一下
1按照官方配图,请问一下解开的狂热者和尖鸣萦绕这两张卡画的是德尔菲吗?

2.塞弗林为什么会放走赛维塔呀?
3.请问一下怎么挂twitch箱子呀?

楼主给力，膜拜一下

又有新人凭兴趣翻译了，可以
结尾好像漏掉了，另外官方配的图只是个意境而已

放走赛维塔是因为要绿色后裔 凑齐后裔和他的计划有关。

由于最后一段被吞了 所以改用图片形式上传了.整个文章个人觉得最后一段才是重点~