"Ah, complicated question!" But the right sort of question.
"I know there are universes where neither of us exist; I 've seen some books from them, with nary a mention of us, or Hugo-- or in some cases, of the damn Bourbons and the Restoration at all."
Bahorel folds his hands under his chin and considers. "Not counting Milliways--? Hm, haven't run into anyone who knew of us and not of him. But that's a hard thing to look for-- who would remember us, outside that book? None of us lived to write our story. And few of the fighters of those days are remembered at all, in most histories.--And it's not as though everyone here is from our time, or later, either, so we might live in their world yet, and they wouldn't know it."
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"I know there are universes where neither of us exist; I 've seen some books from them, with nary a mention of us, or Hugo-- or in some cases, of the damn Bourbons and the Restoration at all."
Bahorel folds his hands under his chin and considers. "Not counting Milliways--? Hm, haven't run into anyone who knew of us and not of him. But that's a hard thing to look for-- who would remember us, outside that book? None of us lived to write our story. And few of the fighters of those days are remembered at all, in most histories.--And it's not as though everyone here is from our time, or later, either, so we might live in their world yet, and they wouldn't know it."