TRAIN

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Một tấm thẻ khách trống tên kèm một bức tranh.

Vì vậy, chúng tôi buộc phải rời khỏi Mayhorn

Ít nhất là cho tới khi tôi tìm kiếm thấy các mối liên kết khác

...Hoặc tìm các tổ chức có thẩm quyền thích hợp để nói chuyện.

Chúng tôi sẽ lên đường đến Daerington vào ngày mai.

Và sau đó tôi muốn đến thăm Summerhill

hy vọng sẽ tìm được bất kỳ thông tin nào về…

Gã quản gia nhận tiền công hằng năm

nhưng lại tuyệt nhiên không trả lời bất cứ bức thư nào của tôi.

Mong rằng nỗi sợ hãi một điều đó

...sẽ xảy đến là vô nghĩa

Tôi không muốn phó thác

...việc này cho người thứ ba

Do đó, tôi cần đến thăm trang viên Summerhill

As for the enigmatic book, the writings vanished,

It is no longer heavy

I tried to place it against other music sounds

but it doesn’t work the same way

And as for the Greene’s Castle –

Who cares?

This picture is dated 1859

Which means the Club had been

established before my birth

And this contradicts all my assumptions

“Vita Somnium Breve” was their official name

Or IS their official name

They called themselves “The Order of the Sleepless”

An aristocratic gathering of scientists,

Inventors, historians, researchers of all kind

And I believe my father occupied a

Position of great importance in the Order

As they’d been gathering not only at Lord Greene’s but

In our ancestral estate as well

Not in Daerington, but at Summerhill

A wonderful charming retirement

I plan to visit soon with you

It was my mother’s dowry

After her death, my Father

Became involved

In expeditions and trips

With the members of the club

I’ve never seen them so overwrought

After they’d come back from a Cairo expedition

A large rock fragment

Was brought all the way from Egypt

The Order’s gatherings

Became more frequent

Which was nice

I liked those times

Blissful

Prying into their meetings was one of my favorite games

I remember

Wherever the assemblage took place,

They always had a carafe

On the table in the main room

And cups for each member

It was some sort of a ceremony

Once I sneaked in

After the gathering had occurred

And took a sip from one of the goblets

And I was

Scolded for my horrid conduct

And told to never do this again

How preposterous, it was just water

Regardless,

I think that piece of rock

Is the reason of my father’s disappearanceI’m almost sure

He’d grown obsessed with some idea,

Removed himself from society,

Became even more detached

Last year, when I’ve been to Egypt

I was trying to find people

Who worked with my father

In Cairo…

Let me put this away

I thought maybe we could read something later

Now,

As I told you before,

I have a friend who's helping me on this matter

I Egypt

Remember the day we met?

I was coming back from Cairo

I told you I was invited to observe ancient places

well that was an official motive

- Hello

- Are you being chased?

- Just another afternoon

- Do I know you?

- A generous lady from Orient Express?

This is no coincidence

Did my prediction come true?

- Almost

To be honest, I don't believe in all that

But it amuses me

- You break my heart

well, at least I made her smile

Now,

What about you?

Do you believe in "all that"?

How about some hand reading?

let me see...

- I've always wondered, do the same rules apply to both palms?

- Of course not

Now...

I don't see any curse on you, no, no.

I see

adventures,

Many adventures,

Voyages, travelings

Some very special travelings, yes

Now, very interesting...

- Is this a life line?

- No Your Ladyship

This is the line of heart

I can see a long road

I will need to

confirm my predictions with some cards

- Oh cards

- Departure

with no enthusiasm

You had to leave even though you didn't want to

There was an urgent necessity, wasn't it?

you were compelled

let me see

This is the advice for you:

Do not regret

Do what needs to be done,

There are more adventures to come, yes.

- This might be the line of relationship

- This one?

- No, this one

- No, no, no

This is another interpretation

of your path

I see you never turned aside

You're persistant

But I see doubts,

uncertainties

You don't know which way to choose

even though you've been choosing it right before

Follow your heart

Trust the hunch, not the head, no

I know you've done this in your past

It never failed you. Do this again

Let me see again

I see you amongst very powerful people

I see you honored and respected

This is a mighty group of people

A powerful woman

Is guiding you, or will guide you in the future

let me see again

I see that

you will find a few hidden treasures

Every next treasure

is better than the previous one

but from the first sight

it will not look like a treasure at all

When you find it,

don't even think of hiding it

Put it on a promonent place

Make it visible

This will secure it

Now I see

trials,

difficult tasks

I see you tackling a problem

that has its roots in a distant past

Yes

A very complicated matter

I see you will become your own resolution

You won't fing an answer in the outer world

Once you'll be a lock.

Once - a key.

The solution is in the middle

It's somewhere in between

I can't say anything else about this one

Let's ask something else

Know how to govern your heart

For the stronger you become, the steadier it beats

Know that you're ready

You have the knowledge and experience

and strength

No doubts, no, no.

What else?

Do not tell

anybody about the plan

you've been cultivating in your heart and mind

No one.

If you find yourself in a difficult situation,

remember:

Don't tell lies,

But you do not have to tell the truth

- May I have a card too?

- Well sure

The coffin

- Oh goodness!

- It doesn't mean what it shows

This is a transition card

Don't fear the changes that will come

This is a journey

You don't know what will be revealed to you

Bit you will have an answer

I will need to go now

I will probably pay you another visit

Thousand thanks Your Ladyship

No need to worry,

all the luck is with you

I don't say goodbye

Well

How are you feeling?

Shall we continue?

Emily Brontë,

Jane Austen,

Zhuangzi

some fairy tales

I'm in the mood for Zhuangzi

what about you?

Shall we read some Chinese wizdom?

I'll just randomly open

any page

and read some excerpts

I'm just hoping to find a butterfly story

If three men

are traveling along

and one is confused,

they will still get where they are going—

because confusion is in the minority.

But if two of them are confused,

then they can walk until they are exhausted

and never get anywhere—because

confusion is in the majority.

Anna: All right,

what if it's two of us?

What's next?

Huizi said to Zhuangzi:

“The king of Wei gave me

some seeds of a huge gourd.

I planted them, and when they grew up,

the fruit was big enough to hold five piculs.

I tried using it for a water container,

but it was so heavy I couldn’t lift it.

I split it in half to make dippers,

but they were so large and unwieldy

that I couldn’t dip them into anything.

It’s not that the gourds weren’t fantastically big—

but I decided they were of no use,

and so I smashed them to pieces.”

Zhuangzi said,

“You certainly are dense when

it comes to using big things!

In Song there was a man who was skilled at making

a salve to prevent chapped hands,

and generation after generation his family

made a living by bleaching

silk in water.

A traveler heard about the salve

and offered to buy the prescription

for a hundred measures of gold.

The man called everyone to a family council.

‘For generations

we’ve been bleaching silk,

and we’ve never made more than a few measures of gold,’ he said.

‘Now, if we sell our secret,

we can make a hundred measures in one morning.

Let’s let him have it!’

The traveler got the salve and introduced

it to the king of Wu,

who was having trouble with the state of Yue.

The king put the man in charge of his troops,

and that winter they fought a naval battle with

the men of Yue and gave them a bad beating.

A portion of the conquered territory

was awarded to the man

as a fief.

The salve had the power to prevent chapped hands

in either case;

but one man used it to get a fief,

while the other one

never got beyond silk bleaching -

because they used it in different ways.

The swamp pheasant has to

walk ten paces for one peck

and a hundred paces for one drink,

but it doesn’t want to be kept in a cage.

Though you treat it like a king,

its spirit won’t be content.

Men claim that Maoqiang and Lady Li

were beautiful; but

if fish saw them,

they would dive to the bottom of the stream;

if birds saw them,

they would fly away;

and if deer saw them,

they would break into a run.

Of these four, which knows how to fix the standard of beauty for the world?

Anna: All right

- Hey!

Hey

- Yes?

- Be careful with your friend

- What are you talking about?

- I know what I'm talking about

Your companion lives in three worlds at the same time

- I don't understand

- U just have to give you a warning

Suppose you and I have had an argument.

If you have beaten me

instead of my beating you,

then are you necessarily right, and am I necessarily wrong?

If I have beaten you instead of your beating me,

then am I necessarily right,

and are you necessarily wrong?

Is one of us right and the other wrong?

Are both of us right, or

are both of us wrong?

If you and I don’t know the answer,

then other people are bound to be even more in the dark.

Carpenter Shi went to Qi

and, when he got to Crooked Shaft,

he saw a serrate oak

standing by the village shrine.

It was broad enough to shelter several thousand oxen

and measured a hundred spans around,

towering above the hills.

The lowest branches were eighty feet from the ground,

and a dozen or so of them

could have been made into boats.

There were so many sightseers

that the place looked like a fair,

but the carpenter didn’t even glance around and went on his way

without stopping.

His apprentice stood staring

for a long time and then ran after Carpenter Shi

and said,

“Since I first took up my ax and followed you, Master,

I have never seen timber as beautiful as this.

But you don’t even bother to look,

and go right on without stopping.

Why is that?”

“Forget it—say no more!”

said the carpenter.

“It’s a worthless tree! Make boats out of it

and they’d sink; make coffins and they’d rot in no time;

make vessels and they’d break at once.

Use it for doors and it would sweat sap like pine;

use it for posts and the worms would eat them up.

It’s not a timber tree—there’s nothing it can be used for.

That’s how it got to be that old!”

After Carpenter Shi had returned home,

the oak tree appeared to him in a dream and said,

“What are you comparing me with?

Are you comparing me with those useful trees?

The cherry apple, the pear, the orange, the citron,

the rest of those fructiferous trees and shrubs—

as soon as their fruit is ripe, they are torn apart

and subjected to abuse. Their big limbs are broken off,

their little limbs are yanked around.

Their utility makes life miserable for them,

and so they don’t get to finish out the years Heaven gave them

but are cut off in mid-journey.

They bring it on themselves—the pulling and tearing

of the common mob.

And it’s the same way with all other things.

“As for me, I’ve been trying a long time

time to be of no use, and though I almost died, I’ve finally got it.

This is of great use to me. If I had been of some use,

would I ever have grown this large?

Moreover, you and I are both of us things.

What’s the point of this—things condemning things?

You, a worthless man about to die—

how do you know I’m a worthless tree?”