"Before," Enjolras says thoughtfully, "I asked Bar for newspapers of my world. French histories of my world, specifically, and she gave me a call number for the library, when I read of France's later years."
That will always be bittersweet, and always complicated. The happiness of later centuries, and the horror and the grief.
That was only a minor strangeness of Paris, but it was there: to walk down a street, every inch of it so familiar that it made his heart ache, and to think sometimes in fifteen years this will happen here, in forty this, in a hundred and five that. But that was a Milliways perspective, that layering of history upon history, and it largely receded before the overwhelming immediacy of truly being in France.
"She might be able to do the same if we ask precisely enough."
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Date: 2015-11-18 06:25 am (UTC)From:That will always be bittersweet, and always complicated. The happiness of later centuries, and the horror and the grief.
That was only a minor strangeness of Paris, but it was there: to walk down a street, every inch of it so familiar that it made his heart ache, and to think sometimes in fifteen years this will happen here, in forty this, in a hundred and five that. But that was a Milliways perspective, that layering of history upon history, and it largely receded before the overwhelming immediacy of truly being in France.
"She might be able to do the same if we ask precisely enough."