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But as their trust in Ender as a commander grew, their friendship, remembered from the Battle School days,gradually disappeared. It was to each other that they became close; it was with each other that they exchangedconfidences. Ender was their teacher and commander, as distant from them as Mazer was from him, and asdemanding.They fought all the better for it. And Ender was not distracted from his work.At least, not while he was awake. As he drifted off to sleep each night, it was with thoughts of the simulatorplaying through his mind. But in the night he thought of other things. Often he remembered the corpse of theGiant, decaying steadily; he did not remember it, though, in the pixels of the picture on his desk. Instead it wasreal, the faint odor of death still lingering near it. Things were changed in his dreams. The little village that hadgrown up between the Giant's ribs was composed of buggers now, and they saluted him gravely, like gladiatorsgreeting Caesar before they died for his entertainment. He did not hate the buggers in his dream; and eventhough he knew that they had hidden their queen from him, he did not try to search for her. He always left theGiant's body quickly, and when he got to the playground. the children were always there, wolven and mocking;they wore faces that he knew. Sometimes Peter and sometimes Bonzo, sometimes Stilson and Bernard; just asoften, though, the savage creatures were Alai and Shen, Dink and Petra; sometimes one of them would beValentine, and in his dream he also shoved her under the water and waited for her to drown. She writhed in hishands, fought to come up, but at last was still. He dragged her out of the lake and onto the raft, where she laywith her face in the rictus of death, he screamed and wept over her, crying again and again that it was a game, agame. he was only playing!--Then Mazer Rackharn shook him awake. "You were calling out in your sleep," he said."Sorry," Ender said."Never mind. It's time for another battle."Steadily the pace increased. There were usually two battles a day now, and Ender held practices to a minimum.He would use the time while the others rested to pore over the replays of past games, trying to spot his ownweaknesses, trying to guess what would happen next. Sometimes he was fully prepared for the enemy'sinnovations; sometimes he was not.第 295 页 共 340 页http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原 版 英 语 阅 读 网