Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for violence.
An experimental piece, mostly for practice on effective, realistic dialogue. Please, if you can, correct the Chinese not based on the translation. (I want to keep my ancestors from rolling in their graves!)
"Jump a second, cry a second. There's no mother, there's no father, because they have died."
"Little empress, get up now. The morning sun is shining, please look at the rainbow. Red to purple is your heartbroken song."
”Happy birthday, little empress. This is your gift.“
"Crap, there's so much blood. Look at it."
The flashlight shines blankly on the crushed body underneath the giant stone brick.
"Is that her, underneath?"
"I thought she'd be alive!"
-"She's been dead for how long, now? Supposedly?"
"Why doesn't it smell, then?"
-"Because it's freezing cold, you damned idiot!"
The two men stop and stare at the dainty foot that sticks out.
"Oh God, how old is she? Please tell me she was at least-"
"Tell me why were we picked to go search the ruins of this effing palace?"
-"It's not a ruin. Most other things are intact."
"Let's come back to the girl later. There's other things to explore."
Picking up their tools, the two walk out of the great hall to the left wing of the palace.
-"Stop hyperventilating like a kid, rookie."
"You do this for fun!?"
-"Who the hell would?"
Another uncomfortable silence passes.
"Look, there was a party here. Look at the tables of empty plates. Is that a cake?"
-"You're not having some. It's probably tainted."
"Well, let's solve this mission, then! Who murdered the girl?"
"娘娘” Doesn't exactly have a very good English equivalent, so I tried the best I could.