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milliways_bar2007-08-14 10:08 am
hippodamio) wrote in milliways_bar2007-08-14 10:08 am
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Some things are more easily explained than others, and some cannot be explained at all. There are no books in Troy; the writing that Hektor's people possess is a thing for clerks, for temporary, brief messages. If one wants to learn a thing, one must first find a teacher willing to convey that thing. That is how it is, how it has always been.
But the grey volume that the goddess gave him when last she called him here is too fascinating to pass up, and so after coming to the Bar and laying his offering down (wine once again; the goddess has yet to object to that), the young prince of Troy takes up his book and settles in by the fire to struggle his way through it. It will never cease to amaze him, that there could be so many words in one place.
But the grey volume that the goddess gave him when last she called him here is too fascinating to pass up, and so after coming to the Bar and laying his offering down (wine once again; the goddess has yet to object to that), the young prince of Troy takes up his book and settles in by the fire to struggle his way through it. It will never cease to amaze him, that there could be so many words in one place.