Reality by Other Means. James Morrow
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Название: Reality by Other Means
Автор: James Morrow
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Научная фантастика
isbn: 9780819575753
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Paris nocks the arrow. He glances at the chariot.
He aims.
Glances again.
Fires. Misses.
Helen.
Helen? Helen, by Apollo’s lyre, his Helen — no, two Helens, the true and the false, side by side, the true guiding the horses into the thick of the fight, her wooden twin staring dreamily into space. Paris can’t decide which woman he is more astonished to see.
“Soldiers of Troy!” cries the fleshly Helen. “Heroes of Argos! Behold how your leaders seek to dupe you! You are fighting for a fraud, a swindle, a thing of gears and glass!”
A stillness envelops the battlefield. The men are stunned, not so much by the ravings of the charioteer as by the face of her companion, so pure and perfect despite the leather thong sealing her jaw shut. It is a face to sheathe a thousand swords — lower a thousand spears — unnock a thousand arrows.
Which is exactly what now happens. A thousand swords: sheathed. A thousand spears: lowered. A thousand arrows: unnocked.
The soldiers crowd around the chariot, pawing at the ersatz Helen. They touch the wooden arms, caress the marble brow, stroke the ivory teeth, pat the waxen lips, squeeze the woolly hair, rub the glass eyes.
“See what I mean?” cries the true Helen. “Your kings are diddling you …”
Paris can’t help it: he’s proud of her, by Hermes’s wings. He’s puffing up with admiration. This woman has nerve — she has arete and chutzpah.
This woman, Paris realizes as a fat, warm tear of nostalgia rolls down his cheek, is going to the end the war.
“The end,” I say.
“And then what happened?” Damon asks.
“Nothing. Finis. Go to sleep.”
“You can’t fool us,” says Daphne. “All sorts of things happened after that. You went to live on the island of Lesbos.”
“Not immediately,” I note. “I wandered the world for seven years, having many fine and fabulous adventures. Good night.”
“And then you went to Lesbos,” Daphne insists.
“And then we came into the world,” Damon asserts.
“True,” I say. The twins are always interested in hearing how they came into the world. They never tire of the tale.
“The women of Lesbos import over a thousand liters of frozen semen annually,” Damon explains to Daphne.
“From Thrace,” Daphne explains to Damon. “In exchange for olives.”
“A thriving trade.”
“Right, honey,” I say. “Bedtime.”
“And so you got pregnant,” says Daphne.
“And had us,” says Damon.
“And brought us to Egypt.” Daphne tugs at my sleeve as if operating a bell rope. “I came out first, didn’t I?” she says. “I’m the oldest.”
“Yes, dear.”
“Is that why I’m smarter than Damon?”
“You’re both equally smart. I’m going to blow out the candle now.”
Daphne hugs her papyrus doll and says, “Did you really end the war?”
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