HH荷鲁斯叛乱14《异端初现》渣翻1(23)
he Tophet Gate fell, its marble bulk breaking into segments after it pounded into the plaza. A fortune in white stone and gold leaf, a monument to the God-Emperor’s true angels, shattered by invaders claiming to be loyal to the Imperium.
Cyrene could make out the unmoving bodies of fallen statues, toppled from the fallen gate. Sheknew them well, having attended many midnight markets in Tophet Plaza. Each time, marble angelshad stared down at her from their places carved into the gate’s surface. Slanted, featureless eyes watched without blinking. Wingless suits of armour were rendered with exquisite skill in the smooth stone. These were not the false, featheredangels of ancient Terran myth, but holiness incarnate – the angels of death – formed in the fearful aspect of the God-Emperor. His shadows, his sons, the Bearers of the Word.
Cyrene could make out the unmoving bodies of fallen statues, toppled from the fallen gate. Sheknew them well, having attended many midnight markets in Tophet Plaza. Each time, marble angelshad stared down at her from their places carved into the gate’s surface. Slanted, featureless eyes watched without blinking. Wingless suits of armour were rendered with exquisite skill in the smooth stone. These were not the false, featheredangels of ancient Terran myth, but holiness incarnate – the angels of death – formed in the fearful aspect of the God-Emperor. His shadows, his sons, the Bearers of the Word.
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