Ο Ιππότης και ο Ζητιάνος

[Arachnida]

Τα τρία πρώτα κεφάλαια μιας ιστορίας που δεν μου άρεσε, βρήκαν τελικώς νόημα ύπαρξης. Τα ανέθεσα στο πρόγραμμα systran να τα αποδώσει. Φυσικά το αποτέλεσμα άξιζε.

Παρατηρήστε την πολύ εύστοχη απάντηση του ζητιάνου στο "αν είναι μακριά η πόλη".

 

 

Chapter First: The Knight and the Zitja'nos

 

The Knight wondered for the direction that should it follows. The sun already had lowered enough and from the letters in the two wooden signs could not draw conclusion. Still it did not know the least word in the language of this country.

 

Very confortably, however zitja'nos they slept almost above in the crossroad. The Knight xepe'zebe and after it approached zitja'no, skoy'ntise little with the leg. Zitja'nos frightened it opened his eyes and was rolled up. Front his it was erected certain unknown and scary in the aspect warrior. It rubbed his eyes and waited for some type punishment or reprehension.

 

The knight showed with his finger from his iron glove the two directions in which they were separated the street and he required it learns, stressing carefully the words: "To where it is the big city? It should I am there as the morning. It is far from here "

 

Zitja'nos still blured from the sleep it was raised supporting the weight of his body in pala'mes and showed the one from the two wooden labels. It put his finger in the letters and said syllavjsta': "The big city is from this street, ¢rhonta. You I request me you do not tease, I slept here because I am tired."

 

The Knight xanarw'tise: "And how many far I am found from there" Zitja'nos pjswpa'tise, ypoklj'cike deeply and said:"No above very and nor under little ¢rhonta. This street you goes straight to the Big City."

 

The Knight was also thanked from a poygkj' that kre'montan in saddle of his horse, it removed a currency. Him it then looked at for a good glance and him it flew in the legs zitja'noy that were still bent. "This is for your labour", said the Knight and xanakava'lise.

 

 

Chapter Second: The confessor and prjgkj'pjssa

 

The confessor threw a exploratory glance in the young girl that had front him. Prjgkj'pjssa it should not they were above sixteen years and however e'mojaze so much maturely beautiful. It closed for few moments his eyes in order to adeja'sej from the a'prepes pictures that passed from front them and it took a deep breath and then still. It should it overcomes the sentiments that him drowned, was an other ordeal that should it passes.

 

Prjgkj'pjssa without it imagines the mpo'ra that it had caused in brain of her interlocutor, it sighed and it continued her narration: "…ype'cesa that such type dreams did not suit in despojnj'da my place and thus you I immediately hardly visited telej'wsa my morning prayer, father. I would want to know if I were to blaim i in something and that I might rectify. I do not want me torture the thoughts and the question marks."

 

The confessor looked at his hands that had sweated, few dust that they had cronjastej' in his boots and the tucks from the dress of girl. Opoydi'pote elsewhere apart from her green eyes. W, this would be a difficult confession.

 

 

Chapter Third: The Knight and the Guard

 

When the Knight reached in the Big City and asked him they present in the King, the soldiers in the entry of palace him looked at with kahypobj'a. Who was this unknown with the strange armor that wanted it meets himself the King?

 

Their Knight ensured for the agno' of his intentions and them showed certain documents that him accompanied. Girajo'teros from the guards after it examined for little the papers in the unknown language and the strange seals, it decided it leaves the Knight to pass under a condition: Answer in three questions that would clarify who really was.

 

The Knight raised his shoulders and he nodded, avoiding he reports in the Guard, that polypj'steye that three simple questions xeske'pazan his real identity, very more, his that hidden intentions.

 

The Guard the thanked that unknown Knight had accepted his proposal, supported in long loghospa'ci his, removed his helmet and for little e'xyse his head. This is supposed that him it would make think something excessively intelligent, however the first question that his came in the brain rather was at least not such or was not heard as such.

 

"Who Kingdom is what, has king, that alone him increases his Kingdom"

 

The Knight did not need polyskeftej'. "The Keri'cra."

 

The Guard xafnja'stike from the so much fast answer and after it thought failed for little, if existed also a second answer in which it could resort, stravomoytsoy'njase and was forced to admit that the first tour you belong in the Knight.

 

"Yes beautifully, but this was not also very difficult believes. Always I make this question first, so that I frighten the fools and it does not need I lose more my time with them. From that it appears you are not such. Beautifully, very beautifully. Thus I have the right you to ask now below: If it had so much power, that the world all would strike very small in order to the exaski'sejs, then what it would make in my place? It would hide the Sun or would turn away the Moon "

 

The Knight composed e'smjxe his brows and said: "He is the himself. It would not have importance. And the two would bring the dark. And thus I would not make nothing from the two."

 

 

[Arachnida]

Το θέτω λίγο καλύτερα γιατί η απάντηση χάνεται στον χείμαρρο της ασυνταξίας. Ο Ιππότης θέλει να πάει στην πρωτεύουσα του Βασιλείου και συναντάει ένα σημείο όπου ο δρόμος χωρίζεται. Υπάρχουν ταμπέλες, αλλά ο Ιππότης δεν γνωρίζει την γλώσσα. Έτσι ξυπνάει τον ζητιάνο που κοιμόταν πάνω στο σταυροδρόμι για να απαιτήσει οδηγίες.

 

The knight showed with his finger from his iron glove the two directions in which they were separated the street and he required it learns, stressing carefully the words: "To where it is the big city? It should I am there as the morning. It is far from here "

 

Zitjanos still blured from the sleep it was raised supporting the weight of his body in palames and showed the one from the two wooden labels. It put his finger in the letters and said syllavjsta: "The big city is from this street, Αrhonta. You I request me you do not tease, I slept here because I am tired."

 

The Knight xanarwtise: "And how many far I am found from there" Zitjanos pjswpatise, ypokljcike deeply and said:"No above very and nor under little Αrhonta. This street you goes straight to the Big City."

 

The Knight was also thanked from a poygkj that kremontan in saddle of his horse, it removed a currency. Him it then looked at for a good glance and him it flew in the legs zitjanoy that were still bent. "This is for your labour", said the Knight and xanakavalise.

Edited April 15, 2007 by Arachnida

[Παρατηρητής]

Without polyskeftej' the history is crazy asteia!!! Na se good friend Aracnida for the post! If can p'ostare and other t'etoiew istori'ew na gel;ame!!!

Fant'asou the Fairy Tales from the Kindom tis Spider se Systran! Oh God mou!

 

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