It is a tangled skein, you understand.

这是一个缠结绞线， 你明白。

You know: skeins of geese against an evening sky.

你知道：成群鹅映衬着傍晚天空。

She fits the skein of wool over my two outstretched hands, starts winding.

她把羊毛线套在我伸出两只手上，开始缠绕。

If he could pass the examination, his father would give him a skein of gold wire as a prize.

如果他能通过考试，他父亲将奖他一整金线。

" I know I have it somewhere, " said Fleecy Flock helplessly, jumbling up the skeins and bundles.

“我知道我在某个地方找到了它， ” Fleecy Flock 无助地说， 把线团和包裹弄得乱七八糟。

The approach of the elections was the thread that led him once more to the skein of subversion.

选举是导致他再次入颠覆主线。

But does the history really support the idea that women didn't have skeins much before the Cataclysm?

但是, 历史真支持这样观点, 即在大灾难之前, 女性并没有很多线条吗?

You of all people should know how to deal with one dude with a skein.

在所有人中, 你应该知道如何处理一个有绞线家伙。

Darrell feels the skein in his chest start to throb and twist.

达雷尔感到胸口绞股开始跳动和扭曲。

The skein doesn't rebel against him, doesn't know that he's not its rightful mistress.

绞股蓝没有反抗他, 不知道他不是它合法情妇。

The skein talks back to him.

螺丝回到他谈话。

Young girls all over the world are developing a new organ, called a " skein" , which exists here in the collarbone.

世界各地年轻女孩都在开发一种称为“绞”新器官，它存在于锁骨中。

Jocelyn's skein is twitching; it's just because she's excited.

Jocelyn肌腱在抽动;这只是因为她很兴奋。

On one side of her, three volumes of fiction lay kissing the mud; on the other numerous skeins of polychromatic wools lay absorbing it.

在她一侧，三卷小说贴在泥土上。在另一边，无数彩色羊毛线束吸收了它。

The skein whispers to him: She's only one soldier.

绞股蓝低对他说: 她只是一个士兵。

She looks at his skein; it's not pronounced at all, not like hers.

她看着他线;它根本没有发音, 不像她。

History is a tangled skein that one may take up at any point, and break when one has unravelled enough; but complexity precedes evolution.

历史是一团纠结线团， 随时都可以拉起来， 解得够多就断了； 但复杂性先于进化。

We returned from our visit to The Haven with the hope that one free end of this tangled skein was already in our hands.

我们结束了对避风港访问， 希望这根缠结线团一端已经在我们手中。

He talks to the skein as he walks down the long gravel path and opens the gate in the perimeter fence.

当他沿着长长砾石小路走下去, 打开围栏上大门时, 他正在与绞股蓝交谈。

The skein, obedient now, laid out along Darrell's collarbone as it had once been in Roxy's, begins to hum and sizzle.

绞线, 现在顺从, 沿着达雷尔锁骨铺设, 就像它曾经在罗克西一样, 开始嗡嗡作响。